Wang Yongzhu sneered, "Today you're begging me to give them a way to survive, but when they caused this trouble, did they even consider giving me a way to survive? Things you all couldn't do, you're actually asking me to achieve?"
Loo Xiaoshan knew full well he was asking the impossible, but after all, it concerned the livelihood of over a hundred people. He had grown up with them, fed on the kindness of one household and drank at the hospitality of another. Could he really bear to watch them be driven out of Yingzi Gully?
Just as he was about to say something, Wang Yongzhu interrupted, "Loo Xiaoshan! Some words are best thought through before speaking. As the saying goes, 'words spoken cannot be recovered, like water spilled.' I remember your sincere heart for the people of Yingzi Gully; some matters I've turned a blind eye to have already passed."
"But if you continue to fail to discern right from wrong, don't blame me for being heartless!"
