chsdbacks Chapter 561 - 176 Chen Jie: Nan Batian, you look like a dog!_6
Chapter 561 - 176 Chen Jie: Nan Batian, you look like a dog!_6
Chapter 561: Chapter 176 Chen Jie: Nan Batian, you look like a dog!_6Watching a group of people hastily making their way to West City, Tang Ziyue’s heart couldn’t settle down, he thought to himself, could Chen Jie have also anticipated his reaction, setting up this scheme, and willingly watching as he and his men
Chen Jie said, "Yes, even knowing it’s poisoned water, if you don’t drink, you’ll die of thirst, but if you do drink, you might survive, maybe the poison won’t kill you."
"So sometimes being clever doesn’t necessarily solve problems; this is an overt scheme. Since Nan Batian has entered the game, don’t expect him to easily escape; this is the greatest gift I can give them."
"And the best tribute I can offer to my brothers."
As Chen Jie spoke, he patted the Green Stone Tablet in front of him and said to Si Xi, "Pass my command, every Qingming, send someone to visit them, the brothers have suffered all their lives, burn more paper money for them."
"Yes, Hall Master."
Chen Jie nodded, then turned and led his men away. What he needed to do had been done.
He was pained by the deaths of his brothers, yet he never regretted it, as the saying goes, ’A single success benefits the bones of thousands,’ Chen Jie’s pursuits were destined to be bloodily sacrificial; people would die now, and even more would die later. Chen Jie would remember them, mourn them, but he wouldn’t stop his progress because of them.
This path was destined to be lonely, and this road was inevitably ever onward.
Chen Jie never regretted, for regret was useless and brought no help.
Of course, along this way, Chen Jie would also receive a lot of help, many brothers would die, and more would join.
Chen Jie marched forward boldly, with Xiao Hu and Zhou Chu flanking him, followed by Si Xi, Chen Zhu, and then ten people, a hundred people...
A group following Chen Jie toward an unknown future.
...
Meanwhile, at West City Linhe Village.
There was a forest by the water here, dense with trees, and across the forest flowed a river; this river was a tributary of the Mianshui River, leading directly to the Mianshui River.
Previously, this was where the villagers gathered firewood, but now it had become a cemetery for the Mulan people.
Nan Batian and his group rushed in, passed through the forest, and then saw an open space, clearly newly cleared, some roots not even fully removed, and atop this new soil stood several freshly filled graves, the resting places of the Mulan people.
"We’ve come a step too late."
Nan Batian looked at these already filled graves and frowned.
Qin Ying said, "It’s okay, looking at the soil, it seems it hasn’t been long, and the graves haven’t been disturbed. The military equipment is probably still inside."
"Good, someone, dig for me!"
Nan Batian wasted no time ordering the digging, but just then, Tang Ziyue, who had been at the rear, suddenly shouted, "No, Gang Leader, we cannot dig!"
"Huh?"
Nan Batian turned and looked at Tang Ziyue, completely baffled.