The group headed towards the nearby farmhouses and fields, leaving the corpses at the scene without burying or destroying them. They simply left them there so that their families could come to collect the bodies.
Chen Yi sat on horseback, closely following Qin Qingluo's lead, as thoughts raced through his mind.
Human hearts are made of flesh. Witnessing such a scene, how can one remain indifferent?
These bandits wanted to kill and steal horses, to attack soldiers, and even to clash with the Prince of Annan's forces. According to the law, killing them is natural. Yet, who drove them to become bandits?
Chen Yi took a deep breath, steadying his emotions.
