Seeing the mountain lord's grim expression, Hu Ma felt an instinctive chill. Ever since meeting this senior, he had only seen him exhibit a gentle demeanor and speak softly. Aside from his fondness for excitement and attending feasts, he showed no other obvious signs of strong emotion.
It was, however, the first time he had seen hatred on his face, along with a barely concealed murderous intent.
"So, Senior Mountain Lord, why..."
Hu Ma turned his head again to look at the village, withered and wretched, then back at the mountain lord, cautiously making a chopping gesture.
"Because they too have their origins."
The mountain lord, upon hearing this, sighed softly and said, "These people aren't foolish. They didn't venture deep into Old Yin Mountain, just skirting the edges, engaging in Biebao and Evil Creation. If I brought calamity upon them, I would be breaking the rules. You shouldn't underestimate what 'breaking the rules' entails."
