"These damn beasts!!" Kong Cui Yun cursed out loud, before walking over to Yue Zhong and gripping his shirt tightly. She had seen the head of a girl not more than 12 hanging outside a hut. That horrific and tragic sight had almost driven her insane. In this hellhole, if she didn’t grab Yue Zhong’s shirt, she didn’t have the courage to linger.
Su Lan observed Yue Zhong carefully, noting that he was walking through this godforsaken place without any expression, as she thought to herself, "Just what had he gone through for his heart to be numb to this extent?"
Yue Zhong had seen his fair share of depravity and cruelty, especially in Country A, he had seen the natives not even sparing kids. It was not easy to shake the resolute will and heart of his.
Even so, no matter how strong his mental fortitude, seeing the state of the savages’ victims, his fury boiled, his killing intent billowing.