Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

The King of Feiyao snorted sternly.

"How dare you! You can't guess what I'm thinking!"

Qing Hui did not retreat. He still maintained his previous posture and looked at the King of Feiyao without any hesitation.

"You must pay your debts and pay your life for your murder. This is an eternal truth. The Zhou people are even more cunning. The ruler must not be soft-hearted because of a momentary confusion. Their people can live and work in peace and contentment. They came here at the cost of the Feiyao people's blood and corpses. No matter how many years have passed, the bloody facts will not change."

The Feiyao King said calmly: "I will only seek revenge on the murderer. There is no need to implicate innocent people."

"Not everyone can practice Feiyao's skills to hide their souls and regain a new life. So much time has passed, the murderer has long since turned into bones. Is this matter going to be left unresolved? The blood of the people of Feiyao should not be shed in vain."

Qinghui's voice was calm, but every word he said was compelling.

King Feiyao slowed down his tone.

"Although they are dead, their descendants will still be here. We are only looking for the descendants of the murderers. After revenge, we will stay away from the Central Plains and go south to find a place to settle down. If there are those who are unwilling to follow me, I will not force them. Most of them are descendants of Feiyao Country. They only heard about the war that year by word of mouth and would not have such deep feelings. I also do not want to disrupt their current lives."

Qing Hui lowered his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.

"What if the criminals have no descendants? What if their descendants are not martial artists? What should the king do?"

The King of Feiyao was silent for a moment, then asked, "You have been in the Holy Land for so many years, don't you have any feelings for those Taoists?"

Qing Hui pinched the Three Purities Seal with his hands and bowed.

"The Taoists believe that heaven and earth are one, and that nature follows the way. Extraneous emotions are nothing but external things, not worth mentioning."

"It may be a good thing that you have such an understanding. Since there is no need for emotions, and there is no need to be obsessed with revenge, it is best to let everything take its course. You can leave. I want to be quiet for a while."

The lonely tomb of Taoist Tianji flashed in his mind again, and King Feiyao couldn't help but feel more moved. With a wave of his robe sleeves, Qinghui immediately took several steps back.

He lowered his head, his face as calm as water. After a while, he bowed again, turned around and walked down the mountain road.

The black fog on the top of the mountain gradually dissipated, and a heroic face emerged from the fog. The owner of the face was none other than the wandering knight Luo Shuiqing.

She put her hands behind her back and looked past the layers of trees at the villages and towns in the distance.

What fault have the people done?

The Feiyao Kingdom has always valued its people, but now it wants to harm innocent people from other countries to vent its anger. These people are unarmed, so what's the point of killing them? Can the Feiyao Kingdom be avenged by their death?

Luo Shuiqing did not feel any pleasure of revenge. Apart from the resentment and anger when she first left the Way of Ascension, her mood was gradually calming down, but she was also quite confused.

She has been strengthening her soul so that one day, after leaving Dengtiandao, she can avenge the people of Feiyao. However, time has passed too long and her former enemies have long disappeared.

But if she doesn't avenge this, what's the point of her persistence for thousands of years?

Luo Shuiqing couldn't understand the answer.

Is she really too soft-hearted and not suitable to be a monarch who protects a region?

With a helpless sigh, she slowly turned around and headed towards the restaurant.