Fang Yu's brow slowly furrowed.
"This... I'm helping too much, aren't I? Do I have to keep being responsible for them in the future?"
Ding Hui laughed.
"Husband, you know, helping too much like this is excessive. We're just ordinary people. Occasionally showing kindness to save others is fine, but what the rescued do afterward is their business. Even if they do evil later, it's their fault, not yours."
"But without me..."
Ding Hui interrupted directly.
"Then just kill all the people in Sunset City and let those slaves worship them as ancestors. Or does my husband see himself as some kind of savior? We can barely protect ourselves; how can we save people all the way to the west? Helping them temporarily is kindness; if they do evil, you just go back and kill them, taking back the kindness you gave them. Simple and clear! A real man acts without hesitation!"
Fang Yu felt that Ding Hui was speaking twisted logic.
But within the twisted logic, there seemed to be reason.
