"This is just on the arm; there's much more covered by clothes," Chu Pingyu continued, tears streaming down his face, "Chu Qianyan, has your cultivation consumed all your conscience?"
Everyone looked at the pitiful state of the Chu Family's two elders. As Chu Pingyu spoke, the two wiped away tears, wearing expressions of bitterness and helplessness, evoking unprovoked sympathy.
They were used to killing and seizing treasures, but confronting their own kin, they couldn't resort to such heartless actions, especially against two elderly people who couldn't even truss a chicken.
"Chu Qianyan, aren't you afraid of divine retribution for your actions?" Chu Pingyu raised his voice, "Do you really think that after committing such sins, the heavens are blind to your deeds?"
Chu Chengxi: "Daidi, I raised you in vain. It's bad enough you drove us away, but to torture us like this."
