Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Shui Bing'er and Zhu Zhuqing were busy not far away, their faces also showing exhaustion and helplessness. Despite their divine powers, they were still powerless in the face of death. Shui Bing'er finished bandaging the wound of a wounded soldier and gently comforted him, "You'll be alright, hang in there."

The wounded soldier managed a weak smile, his voice hoarse: "Thank you..."

“If we really have to save everyone, head nurse, you can’t save them all.”

Leosley understood human nature very well; the biggest flaws in human nature are greed and hypocrisy.

When people learn that you can bring the dead back to life, their first thought is not gratitude, but self-interest.

A philosopher once said that no one will ever think they have too much food or too big a house. When they have a small house, they will want a big house. When they have a big house, they will want a whole lot of houses. They will try every means, including vicious and hypocritical methods, to plunder all resources. Human desires are like rolling stones from a mountain. Once they start, they can never stop, unless the stones were originally at the bottom of the mountain.

As soon as Leosley finished speaking, the clamor on the battlefield gradually subsided, replaced by silence. The soldiers' eyes were filled with exhaustion and bewilderment, and many laid down their weapons, silently looking at their comrades and those lying in pools of blood.

Ning Fengzhi approached Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, his smile still gentle, but his eyes revealed an undeniable authority: "Gentlemen, since you have already surrendered, why not stay and discuss our plans? His Majesty is merciful and will surely grant you a way out."

Dai Mubai glanced coldly at Ning Fengzhi, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips: "Sect Leader Ning, our lives and deaths are probably not something you can decide, are they?"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled lightly, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand turning slightly, its light shimmering: "Young friend Dai, no, I guess I should call you God of War now, why be so formal?"

Ma Hongjun stood beside Dai Mubai, watching Ning Fengzhi warily: "Boss Dai, this guy is definitely up to no good. Let's get out of here quickly."

Dai Mubai nodded and was about to turn and leave when he suddenly felt a powerful surge of soul energy coming from behind him. He turned around abruptly and saw Chen Xin holding the Seven Kill Sword, her cold gaze fixed on them like a sharp blade.

"Sect Master Ning, don't think that Chen Xin can deal with us. We are not the same as we used to be."

Dai Mubai didn't believe that Chen Xin, who hadn't become a god and had even lost a hand, could be their opponent.

Although they are not at their peak right now, they can still easily defeat this Title Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi slowly approached Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, his smile gentle yet unyielding: "Gentlemen, since you have already surrendered, why rush to leave? Why not come with me to see His Majesty? Perhaps I can negotiate some preferential treatment for you."

Dai Mubai's eyes narrowed, and his hand unconsciously reached for the hidden weapon at his waist, but he quickly let go. He took a deep breath, suppressing his unease, and said with feigned composure, "Sect Leader Ning, we have already laid down our weapons. Must we still pursue this to the bitter end?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, his tone calm yet authoritative: "Lord War God, you misunderstand. I simply hope that you two can cooperate with our arrangements, as the post-war situation needs to be handled properly. If you are willing to cooperate, His Majesty will naturally not treat you unfairly."

Standing behind Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun frowned and whispered, "Boss Dai, how about we follow him and see what happens?"

They weren't even considering Ning Fengzhi, and as for Xue Qinghe, what was he now?
Throughout, they only had one person to worry about.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow and slowly turned his gaze to Leosley, who was treating the wounded not far away. At this moment, Leosley was squatting beside a dying soldier, his fingers lightly touching the soldier's forehead, swirling with icy blue aura, seemingly trying to alleviate the soldier's pain.

Ning Fengzhi understood, and his smile deepened: "What you two are worried about is that Duke, isn't it?"

Dai Mubai's expression hardened, and he didn't answer, but the wariness in his eyes grew even stronger. He turned his head and lowered his voice to Ma Hongjun, saying, "Fatty, don't act rashly. That guy... is not easy to deal with." Ma Hongjun nodded, a bead of cold sweat appearing on his forehead. "I know, Boss Dai. I really understood what he was doing in his fight with Tang San just now. His chilling aura is terrifying; it can even freeze the Asura Sword. In our current state, we are no match for him at all."

Ning Fengzhi took in their reactions and softened his tone: "You two don't need to be nervous. Duke Leosley is not a bloodthirsty man. He is busy treating the wounded right now, so he probably won't make things difficult for you. As long as you two are willing to cooperate, I can guarantee your safety."

"Or, shall we have the Duke come and speak with you in person?"

Seeing Leosley walking towards him, Ning Fengzhi naturally felt even more confident.

Having lived this long, his most outstanding trait is his ability to assess situations and act accordingly.

"Your Grace, these two seem to have some concerns. Would you be willing to speak with them?"

Upon hearing this, Leosley's gaze swept over Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. He gently removed his fingers from the soldier's forehead, slowly stood up, and a chill emanated from his body, like an invisible barrier.

"Since you have chosen to surrender, you should abide by the rules. The grudges on the battlefield end here."

Dai Mubai frowned, his fists clenched slightly, and his knuckles made a soft clicking sound. He felt the chill that rushed towards him, as if even his breath had been frozen.

"So, for my sake, let's not fight this battle anymore."

Leosley's voice was deep and cold, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying an undeniable authority. His gaze swept over Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun like a blade, and the two immediately felt a chill run from their feet to the top of their heads.

Dai Mubai's throat bobbed, as if he wanted to retort, but the words were forcefully suppressed by the invisible pressure. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, but he eventually slowly relaxed them. He knew that the person before him was not someone he could easily contend with.

Ma Hongjun stood behind Dai Mubai, cold sweat trickling down his face. He stole a glance at Leosley and found the other man staring coldly at him. Startled, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, took a few steps forward, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Gentlemen, since His Excellency the Duke has spoken, what are you still hesitating about? The war is over, why make a futile struggle?"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and finally said in a low voice, "Okay...we'll listen to you."

Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement, his voice weak: "We won't take any further action."

Leosley nodded in satisfaction, his gaze softening slightly: "Very good. In that case, Sect Leader Ning, they are now in your hands."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your trust, Your Grace."

Having said that, he turned to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, gesturing for them to follow: "Please, gentlemen. His Majesty has been waiting for you for some time." (End of Chapter)