Chapter 871: You Dare To Touch My People? (1)

For the sake of survival, everyone all over Fu Guang City cast aside all past prejudices to become a united force against their common enemy.

Beyond the gates, Gong Huiyu watched lazily as the power soldiers swarmed over Fu Guang City. With chin propped up on one hand, an eerie grin bloomed on his face as he looked through the broken city gates at the residents struggling to defend themselves.

“Such a moving scene. Did you see it? Despite knowing it is a one-way road to h.e.l.l, they are still making a last-ditch effort to fight, as if they still had any hope left. Clutching tightly to that final straw of hope to save their own pathetic lives. I am nearly touched to tears.”

Gong Huiyu pretended to wipe off an imaginary tear from the corner of his eye. He waved at the man in black beside him. “Tell me, am I being too cruel?”

The man gave a slight start and murmured with head lowered. “No. Third young master is only carrying out City Lord’s orders. Fu Guang City is getting their just desserts for remaining unrepentant.”

Gong Huiyu beamed at the man in black. “Is it? So they are in the wrong, not me?”

“Of course. Third young master is not in the wrong.” The man in black was nearly breaking out in cold sweat. He did not understand what Gong Huiyu was thinking and was deeply afraid of losing his life due to accidentally saying the wrong thing.

“Yes, it is their just desserts. I am actually rescuing them, offering release for their ignorant souls.” Gong Huiyu gave a low laugh. His long, slender fingers curled into a fist as he pressed it against the corner of his lips. “If so, should they be thanking me then?”

“Yes…” The man in black had no choice but to agree.

“You are wrong.” Gong Huiyu suddenly changed his tune.

The man in black broke out in an abrupt cold sweat as he hurriedly knelt down.

Gong Huiyu smirked. “They shouldn’t be thanking me but my dear brother… Gong Zhiyu… shouldn’t they?”

The man in black finally realized Gong Huiyu’s meaning.

Gong Huiyu and Gong Zhiyu were identical twins, the only discernible difference between them being their demeanor. The people in Fu Guang City had only seen Gong Zhiyu before, but had never met Gong Huiyu. They had mistaken the person leading the charge against them as the second young master, while Gong Huiyu made no attempt to correct them.

“Aren’t I good? I am helping brother carry out his unfinished business. But those pitiful folks being saved would only know his name. I am so good to my brother.” Gong Huiyu leaned back in his rocking chair and crossed his long, slender legs. An intriguing smile played upon his handsome face.

The man in black did not dare to speak a single word, even as he was utterly terrified of this capricious third young master.

Good to Gong Zhiyu?

Only Gong Huiyu would have the cheek to make such a ridiculous statement.

The man in black had visited the dungeons once before coming here. He had seen Gong Zhiyu’s condition, where apart from his face, there was not a single inch of unmarked skin. He was a b.l.o.o.d.y mess all over, and the very person who had meted out the punishment was Gong Huiyu himself.

Despite knowing the truth, the man in black dared not say anything. Most of Gong Huiyu’s followers did not survive for over three months. He did not wish to have the same fate as those men.

Just as Gong Huiyu was grinning at the ma.s.sacre before him, a flash of light like a shooting star suddenly streaked across sky!