Liang Yuan said, "Let me do it. You take Uncle Lin to that room to rest for a while and check on his injuries."
Yang Mei gave Li Kuirong a vicious glare, turned around, and obediently supported the terrified Old Yang, leading him to a nearby room.
Liang Yuan watched them leave, then turned his gaze towards Li Kuirong.
He didn't directly make a move on Li Kuirong.
Instead, he turned and walked towards his several brothers with broken legs.
"Actually, I can't really understand it. You are all from the same village. Before the great flood, you were neighbors who saw each other all the time. Why is it that a disaster caused you to lose your humanity and moral bottom line, turning you all into a bunch of beasts?"
He walked to Li Kuifu's side. Li Kuifu's arm had been torn off, his scalp ripped open, blood constantly flowing while he cried out in pain on the ground.
