He felt that the man had already suffered enough; to kill him now would truly weigh on his conscience—unless, of course, there was a reason to do so. Had Yu Mingyang shown even the slightest hint of hostility just moments ago, Yuyuan would have had his excuse to strike. As it turned out, this fellow was just like his ancestors: all bark and no bite, instinctively cautious and, in the absence of certainty, likely better-behaved than anyone else. Seeing this, Yuyuan lost interest in pursuing the matter.
Hearing the implication in Yu Xian’s words—that he had been reduced to nothing more than meat on a chopping block—Yu Mingyang looked utterly stunned. "What do you mean by that?"
Yu Xian gestured toward the front.
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