An Dongye, Dong Fangbai, the Fire-Water Judges, and Jiao Fuping looked at each other. They suddenly felt as if their collective intelligence had just been shattered.
The short, stout man sighed. "We've paid the price for being uneducated."
At the same time, he realized that if Ye Xiu had intended to spare his life, he would never have posed such a tricky question. Obviously, Ye Xiu had never planned to let him leave alive!
"Kill yourselves," Ye Xiu said coldly.
"Thank you," the short, stout man said as he slapped his forehead.
Killing oneself was far more dignified than being murdered.
"Brother, wait for me!"
Seeing the short, stout man commit suicide, the tall, thin man cried out in grief and killed himself by severing his heart's meridians.
