Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 868: Take Him Away

"It seems like Wen Mao is blaming all his mistakes on Qin Yingjun." Xia Xin speculated, "He probably thinks that if it weren’t for the Qin Family and Qin Yingjun turning a blind eye, he wouldn’t have had to sell his house. Later, if Qin Yingjun hadn’t exposed him, he wouldn’t have resorted to drinking away his sorrows and causing an accident while drunk."

Fu’er sneered, "Isn’t it his own problem? Helping is an act of kindness, not helping is a duty. Why should others be obligated to help him? Besides, didn’t you say that Mr. Qin, although he took his house, also sold several of his properties to gather the money for him? Isn’t that helping? Why would he still harm others?"

Jiangli said calmly, "If these people’s logic was that easy to understand, then they wouldn’t have a problem with their brains."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xin said in amazement, "Old Master, you even talk about logic now?"

Jiangli glanced at him, "What’s so difficult about that?"

Xia Xin thought to himself, it seems that the Old Master’s recent popular science videos have been quite effective.

Xia Xin chuckled, "It’s nothing, it’s nothing, Old Master, you’re really amazing!"

Hearing his dry flattery, Jiangli faintly smiled, "Did you bring back the Suppressing Evil Talisman?"

"Oh, right..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xin reached into his pocket, took out the Suppressing Evil Talisman, and handed it to Jiangli, "I don’t know if Wen Mao was burnt to death by the Suppressing Evil Talisman, so I brought it back. Old Master, is Wen Mao already dead?"

Jiangli took the Suppressing Evil Talisman and asked in return, "Do you want him dead?"

Xia Xin hesitated, "Although he caused trouble, he didn’t succeed in killing anyone. If he dies by my hand, won’t it become my karma? Besides, I think he doesn’t deserve to die, right? Didn’t they say that spirits entering the Six Palaces of Fengdu will be punished based on their deeds in life? We shouldn’t execute private punishment, should we?"

At the moment, Xia Xin was particularly conflicted.

Rationality told him that even if Wen Mao’s soul was scattered, it would be his own doing.

But he also felt that this was too cruel to Wen Mao, offering no mercy.

Seeing him torn like a twisted dough, Jiangli said calmly, "Having compassion is good, but sometimes it’s also bad."

Xia Xin was silent as if sensing danger.

Jiangli placed the Suppressing Evil Talisman on the table, "Don’t worry, your merit is too low from handling matters yourself, I won’t easily let you bear the karma."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xin widened his eyes, "Old Master, you mean, Wen Mao is not dead?"

Jiangli hummed in acknowledgment, and touched the Suppressing Evil Talisman lightly with his fingertip.

The next second, Wen Mao’s figure appeared in Jiaoyang Temple, bound by golden light, unable to move.

As soon as Wen Mao appeared, he was about to shout, but hesitated upon seeing Jiangli and the others.

"You all..."

Jiangli couldn’t be bothered to waste words with him and directly said, "I don’t want to argue with you. Your sins will be judged in Fengdu. You don’t need to dispute anything with me. The suffering you endured in the Suppressing Evil Talisman should have taught you a lesson, right?"

Wen Mao choked.

Having been in the Suppressing Evil Talisman for he didn’t know how long, every second felt like a year being roasted by fire.

He suspected he’d been brought back to life and died countless times.

Mentioning his time in the Talisman gave him some lingering fear, and his previous arrogance vanished.

With resentment, he muttered softly, "Why target me..."

"No one is targeting you. If I were targeting you, your soul would have been scattered by now."

After saying this coldly, Jiangli turned to Xia Xin, "Take him out and have the people from Fengdu take him away."

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