Fang Yu fell silent, then slowly began to speak.
"Why?"
He was puzzled.
The Foolish Underworld, seemingly dedicated to the frontline of demon extermination, was internally labyrinthine and exasperating.
Wu Lvzhu spoke slowly.
"Some people make mistakes, some stains, can never be washed away. Therefore, the clever ones make deals. The dull-witted are forced onto certain paths. Many times, it's better to die a glorious death than to live a mediocre life. That way, you can provide protection for your descendants and contribute."
"...Sir, I understand. It seems they deserved to die."
"No! They sacrificed themselves gloriously for the Foolish Underworld! Even if it's an illusion, a sacrifice is a sacrifice, a tangible contribution. The Foolish Underworld will not forget! Their descendants will certainly receive special care, in whatever form," Wu Lvzhu said with an uncharacteristic seriousness.
Some people are more useful dead than alive.
