When he remembered all that his wife and daughter had gone through, and the despair he had felt at that time, a surge of fury and bloodlust overtook him.
His fury affected the other men with him. The soup he was drinking quickly lost its flavor in the face of his fury.
"We'll have our chance to take revenge against that little b*stard. We'll kill him then hold a ceremony to appease your wife and daughter's souls." A man to the side of him lifted his left hand and gave a heavy pat to Meng Hun's shoulder.
His right arm was injured and he had just cleaned his wound with some clean water before applying medicine to it. He had his arm in a white sling tied around his neck, which hindered his mobility.
"Your wife and daughter will bless us and ensure that we can help them seek revenge. The good will be rewarded." Another man hummed his agreement. He was not glib of tongue and was one to speak his mind. He was also terrible at consoling others.