Finally, Song Wu stepped out, brandishing a broadsword and shouted, "Kill!!!"
He then looked fiercely at everyone, "If we don’t kill them, they will bring bandits to kill us, steal our food, loot our won, and force us into extinction. Tell , should we kill them, or not!"
Everyone was startled, dead silent.
Soon, a fla of hatred ignited, instantly filling their hearts.
"Should!"
"Kill them, kill them!"
"These treacherous beasts!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The villagers, with bloodshot eyes, stared angrily at the few.
Only the two from Lu and Huang families showed slightly pale faces, yet dared not speak.
"Village Chief!"
Song Wu also turned his gaze to Song Wen.
Song Wen’s expression was icy, "These people usually laze around the village, stealing and deceiving. It’s forgivable until now, but now they collude with bandits, wanting to betray the village, betray the Land God. It’s unbearable, co!"
"Here!"
"In front of everyone, chop off their heads!"
"Yes!"
A few strongn’s eyes narrowed sharply, then they pressed one person forward, ignoring his cries and the villagers’ horrified gazes, picked up a broadsword and slashed.
"Thud!!!"
The blade landed clumsily, hitting only halfway, failing to decapitate in one blow.
But such a scene was even more terrifying. The prisoner struggled frantically, the strongn faltered, but still clenched their teeth, lifted the broadsword, and slashed again.
"Thud!!!"
Instantly, blood splattered, a human head fell to the ground and rolled, causing the villagers, especially those from Lu and Huang families to retreat in horror, their faces pale.
Song Wen, witnessing the scene, felt a bit frightened too, but more was joy and relief.
Joy speaks for itself; relief is for following the father’s orders by accepting people from Lu and Huang families.
When Lu and Huang families first ca to Little Huang Village, he was very resistant, feeling as if his power was diluted, his territory seized.
Back then, he couldn’t understand Shen Hex’s actions, why his father treated Lu and Huang families equally, even giving them preference to establish themselves in Little Huang Village.
But now he understood!
Divine grace like the sea, divine power like mountains!
Be it human, be it divine, to govern the people one must balance grace and power. Cannot solely rely on grace, or solely on power; both must go hand in hand.
But to establish power, you need a target!
If Lu and Huang families weren’t accepted back then, the target of establishing power today would probably be the Song family itself.
Thus, by this, killing to warn, the Land God’s authority will surely rise, solidifying Song family’s status in Little Huang Village, and in the future Lu Xuan and Huang Lin wouldn’t dare challenge him as the village chief.
Moreover, shedding blood through killing is also a form of training, forging the villagers’ bravery.
Balancing grace and power, with compassion and thunderous thods, doing such things several tis will deeply root the Land God’s authority in villagers’ hearts, unshakeable.
By then, not to ntion dealing with a gang of bandits, even rising up with heads held high against the Governnt Office and the Court, few would back down.
Such ans, such scheming...
Song Wen took a deep breath, once again feeling unfamiliar.
But this astonishnt was quickly swallowed by excitent.
He didn’t know what happens after death that made his father, who was timid before, never argued with people for decades, turn into such a deeply gracious and majestic existence.
Very frightening!
But also very reassuring.
After all, he is your father!
Not only reassurance, but also ambition, beating vigorously in his chest, even inspiring him with an immortal saying.
How can a man, living between heaven and earth, remain low forever?
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