Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1291 610: Virtuous Person_4

"I have evidence." Cui Tiq opened his collar, revealing four big words: A Person of Virtue.

Song Demei was momentarily speechless. She glanced at the group of injured and asked, "The way you hurt people reminds me of someone, the Greenwater Beggar of Greenwater City. What is your relationship with him?"

Cui Tiq spoke honestly, "He is the Grandmaster of my Taoist Sect."

As the words fell, the onlookers quickly retreated, and the villagers who were responsible for guarding the injured all fled far away.

The owner of the tailor shop, Chen Lao Liu, was dumbfounded. He had just accepted money from Cui Tiq, and although he returned it, he had already touched that bill.

Song Demei let out a slight sneer, "Did the Greenwater Beggar send you? Does he want the territory of the De Song Cliff?"

Cui Tiq shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with my Taoist Sect Grandmaster. It is my morality and conscience that brought me here to stop this war that should not have occurred,

Village chief of De Yuan Village, for your ambition, how many innocent people have died in this war? If you are still a Cultivator under Virtue Cultivation, if you still have a bit of conscience, please heed my advice and end this war immediately. Do not let others be buried for your ambition."

Song Demei shook her head and said, "I do not want war. Everything I do is for the De Song Cliff; my conscience is clear. As long as the De Song Cliff remains in the hands of a Person of Virtue, this war does not need to be fought!"

"I believe your clear conscience. I believe a true Person of Virtue will become the leader of the De Song Cliff. I will stay at De Song Cliff for some time, until this war is completely over."

Cui Tiq pushed the small cart beside him, which carried the food and daily supplies he had just bought.

He didn't believe any of the promises of Virtue Cultivation, nor did he want to risk arguing with this group of Virtue Cultivation. But this was the task given to him by the Peddler. He had to discern who should be killed and who should be spared, striving to solve the problem with minimal bloodshed.

He pushed the cart and walked halfway up the mountain, where a trench suddenly appeared underfoot. The cart fell into the trench, overturning on the ground.

Path-breaking Technique, there is a Traveling Cultivator nearby.

Song Demei's followers are not only from Virtue Cultivation. Cui Tiq used his perception to judge that at least thirty cultivators surrounded him.

Should this group be killed? Is there even a need to discern this matter?

According to the rules Cui Tiq set for himself, there should be no need.

...

Night fell. Song Demei sat in the courtyard with a very grave expression.

None of the people she sent out had returned, presumably already dead at the hands of that Foreigner.

To control the De Song Cliff, she must eliminate that Foreigner, but this Foreigner was not so easy to deal with.

...

At night, Cui Tiq returned to the cave; the small cart was damaged, and most of the things on it were ruined, and he was also injured.

The child sat silently in the cave. He was very sleepy, struggling to stay awake.

Cui Tiq sat opposite the child, bandaging his wounds while asking, "Did you think of anything valuable?"

The child shook his head, not understanding Cui Tiq's words.

Cui Tiq looked a bit helpless, "You better think quickly. My patience is limited. My situation here is very dangerous, and I don't want to waste too much time here with you..."

Before he could finish, the boy held a can in both hands, handing it to Cui Tiq.

The can contained some soil, with a nameless wildflower planted in it.

Cui Tiq took the can and looked at it, "A very pretty flower, you can water it."

The child was very happy. Cui Tiq put the can aside and counted the remaining cans of food in his backpack, "Our food is running low. In two days, we'll run out of canned food."

The child handed two cans to Cui Tiq; these were the cans Cui Tiq had opened before he left.

"You didn't eat?"

"Waited for you to come back."

"You waited for me to come back?" Cui Tiq was stunned for a long time; those words felt somewhat unfamiliar.

The child nodded, his stomach growling, he was very hungry.

Cui Tiq looked at the can, and fetched a small cloth bag from himself, "I brought back some flour, and a bit of leavening agent. I should be able to bake some bread. Have you eaten bread before?"

The child shook his head.

"It's better if you haven't, then you won't be too picky," Cui Tiq took out another box from his embrace, "I bought this for you."

The child opened the box and inside was a set of cotton clothes.

Cui Tiq fetched some water, kneading dough while saying, "I made a rule for myself, those who actively attack me must die. Those who do not attack me can temporarily survive based on the situation. Sometimes I forget the rules, so you must often remind me."

The child still didn't quite understand Cui Tiq's words. He put on the cotton clothes, buttoning it wrong, and looked at the asymmetrical collar, not knowing what was wrong with it.

Wrong is wrong then.

He stood in front of Cui Tiq, proudly displaying his new clothes.

Cui Tiq put down the dough in his hands, helped the child redo the buttons, nodded and said, "Looks nice."