The old city lord gasped and looked at Mu Yu's young face that seemed to have experienced countless trials and hardships. A strange light came out of his eyes: "Although I have poor eyesight, I can't help but see that I am not an indecisive person. I leave that decision to you." Why is it in his lap? I’m afraid it’s not just because it’s his city.”
Mu Yu nodded, the old city lord had a very accurate eye for people.
"He's afraid that his random decision will be wrong." Muyu Tanhong said.
He didn't care about the people in Jumuzuo City at all. He felt that those people were not worthy of being saved, and would rather those 100,000 people be killed by the Yumon Demon Clan!
But when he had such thoughts, he felt frightened. Those thoughts were inhumane, and he was afraid that he might have felt that way because of the power of killing.
When he was surrounded by the power of killing, his heart was full of hostility.
He was worried that any decision he made would be wrong, so he used the Xuanzangtang family as a standard to balance his view of right and wrong, and wanted to ask a bloody and responsible person like the old city lord to make that kind of life and death decision for him. .
The old city lord sighed haggardly: "I put the lives of 100,000 people in Dongsha City into his lap, and he was flattered."
Is this an important task? With the lives of 100,000 people in anyone's hands, it will be difficult for anyone to make a choice.
"He is worried that he will make a mistake, but he believes that you will not make a mistake, old man."
Mu Yu has been concealing his murderous intention. He just wanted to kill Tian Ziming, but he knew that once he started killing people, he might not be able to stop.
If one Tian Ziming falls to the east, a second Tian Ziming will soon step forward, and he can keep killing the east until he kills the last person who attacked him in the city.
So he restrained his murderous intention. There was no horse to kill Tian Ziming. He needed the guidance of the old city lord.
"He won't make mistakes?"
The old city lord closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"If even people like you give up on them, then he will give up on them. He must find the bottom line of what he does." Muyu said seriously.
He seeks to prevent himself from being controlled by murderous forces.
The old city lord closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, everything in his mind was filled with the ugly faces of those ungrateful cultivators who were greedy for life and afraid of death. Those who scolded him, wanted to kill him, and wanted to compromise with the Yumon Demon Clan. It made him feel heartbroken.
He felt as if the world was shrouded in dust and filthy. The people in the entire city seemed so ridiculous and spineless. Those people simply did not deserve to live in the East. Their existence was a tragedy for the human race. !
"I can't make a mistake. He can't make that decision for me."
The old city lord's eyes were filled with muddy tears. He could not go against his conscience. If Mu Yu left the decision to him, he would need to be responsible for the decision he made.
Both of them have a saying in their hearts that the lives of 100,000 people are as insignificant as a feather on that scale, not worth mentioning at all!
What the steelyard really measures is not their own principles and beliefs, which are much heavier than the lives of 100,000 people.
The old city lord didn't have the courage to pick up the steelyard.
Mu Yu couldn't figure out the scale either.
"He's obviously blushing." Mu Yu nodded.
The old city lord looked at Mu Yu: "I can't afford to make a mistake."
"I've given him the answer, let them go!"
Mu Yu helped the old city lord up and erased the mark of the city defense formation from the old city lord.
"Can you tell him who I am?" the old city lord asked tiredly.
"His name is Mu Yu."
"Mu Yu? Am I Mu Yu?"
The old city lord was shocked, and he smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I am not the disciple of the true god. Otherwise, he is short-sighted and does not overestimate his abilities. He actually wants to accept me as his disciple, which makes me laugh."
"No, you deserve his respect."
Mu Yu helped the old city lord prepare to leave the alley, but at that moment, he suddenly frowned, turned his head, and looked at the deserted alley, with doubt flashing in his eyes.