It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Yun Li's spiritual power happened to witness this scene. She didn't know who the old man was, nor did she know what mistake she had made to deserve such ruthless treatment.

Following the guidance of the blood droplet, which indicated that they needed to pass through the village, they collected the blood droplet and the three generals, intending to take them out after passing through the village.

When she reached the village entrance, she encountered the old man again. He was carrying a load of manure on his shoulders, walking unsteadily, and the manure spilled out as he swayed.

Yunli instinctively moved away.

Just then, the old man suddenly swayed and fell, spilling excrement all over the ground, soaking him in it.

The old man lay motionless on the ground, seemingly oblivious to the stench of the excrement, his eyes listlessly staring at the sky.

Yun Li frowned and was about to step forward to help him up when someone else reached the old man even faster than she did.

However, instead of helping him up, the man kicked the old man while cursing loudly.

"Damn it, you old bastard, you're so capable, gouging out people's eyes, cutting off their noses, chopping off their limbs, how come you can't even carry a bucket of manure now?"

Yun Li paused, trying to stop the man's actions, her brows furrowing. Gouging out eyes, cutting off noses, chopping off limbs?

That old man is truly wicked.

Thinking of turning around and leaving.

"Old man, you gave up being a good cadre to become an executioner. Are you regretting it now?"

"Regret? I don't regret it at all. I only regret that I didn't have time to kill a few more people from Jiazigou."

Yun Li paused, the old man's voice was very weak, but Yun Li heard it clearly.

He gouged out eyes, cut off noses, and chopped off limbs; the victims were people from Jiazigou.

If so, then they are one of our own.

As he was thinking, he walked back to the old man's side, reached out and grabbed the old man's arm, ignoring the stench of the excrement, and pulled the old man up.

"Grandpa, where do you live? I'll take you home."

The old man looked down in surprise at the small frame supporting him. "Child, you..."

"Get lost, you brat! This woman is a murderer, and you dare to help her? Do you want to be paraded through the streets with a placard hanging over your head?"

Yun Li stumbled as he was pulled, and the old man's body slid down. With a forceful pull, he lifted the old man up again.

After regaining her footing, Yun Li looked up and stared directly at the man. "Get lost!"

The man was stunned by her gaze, but he quickly realized that he had been frightened by a child. He became furious and slapped Yun Li.

Yun Li reached out and grabbed his wrist, and with a forceful pull, the man let out a scream.

Then another push sent the man tumbling backward, crashing heavily to the ground, writhing and clutching his wrist.

The old man stared at this scene in disbelief, and a guess immediately formed in his mind.

Could she be...?

Because no other child is as capable as her.

Yun Li used a lot of force; the man's wrist bone must have cracked.

She didn't think about the consequences; she just wanted to clean the old man up quickly and treat his illness.

I checked the old man's pulse when I pulled him earlier, and his condition was very bad.

If she hadn't pulled the old man up from the ground, and he had just lay there for hours, he would definitely have died.

"Grandpa, where do you live?"

Although Yun Li was strong, she was too small. The old man's upper body was on her back, but his legs dragged on the ground.

Upon hearing Yun Li's question, he didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Are you the one with the broken bone and bloodline from the Broken Jade Valley?"

"Yes!" Yun Li answered crisply without any hesitation.

Upon hearing the definite answer, the old man smiled with relief. "Young comrade, my name is Nie Pinglu. I once had a son who was kidnapped to Jiazigou and later died."

"He is my youngest son, the precious child my wife gave her life for..."

"But I didn't take good care of this precious child, and he suffered inhumane treatment..."

"I lived in the westernmost cowshed, and there was a hole in the wall under my bed where I kept a list of people from Jiazigou who were living outside."

"It's up to you now, okay?"

Yun Li stood still, her heart heavy with sorrow. The old man's voice was barely audible, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

She knew that even with all her efforts, she couldn't save him.

Simply because he had lost the will to live.

The reason he lost the will to live was because of her appearance; he had someone to rely on and no longer felt resentful.

She opened her mouth and uttered a hoarse "okay".

As soon as he finished speaking, a happy smile spread across the old man's face, and his arm drooped down.

After standing there for a while, Yun Li silently dragged the old man toward the cowshed.

Upon arriving at the cowshed, just as they found the list the old man had mentioned, seven people arrived outside. One of them was the brigade leader, and the other six were family members of the man whose wrist was injured.

One of these six people was the one who had been cursing the old man on the edge of the field.

They came here to seek justice, and the one they sought justice for was naturally Yun Li.

She endured the stench of excrement on her body, walked to the door, pointed with her small hand, and said coldly, "People in your village have been abused to death."

The people who had come with great momentum to demand justice immediately lost their arrogance upon hearing these words.

The captain was so frightened that all color drained from his face instantly.

"Don't talk nonsense. You said someone was abused to death in our village? Who died?"

Yun Li stepped aside and pointed to the dilapidated cowshed, saying, "This old man was abused to death by you."

The brigade leader looked into the cowshed in the direction she pointed and immediately saw the stiff corpse lying on the ground.

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

That's it. Old Master Nie was demoted, but I was told by someone that I don't need to be given special treatment, but I can't let him die either.

Now that the person is gone, how is he going to explain this?

The other six people also looked grim. They all knew that if anyone had mistreated the old man, it was their family.

The villagers knew the old man was a cruel murderer, so they simply ignored him and didn't make things difficult for him.

Only his family members kept causing him trouble.

The reason they did this was naturally because they had been instructed not to let him have an easy time.

Now that the person is dead, they don't know if that person will blame them.

The captain suddenly stood up, pointed at the six people and roared, "It's all your family's fault! What grudge do you have that you have to torture someone to death?"

"Let me tell you, this man used to be a highly respected leader. Although he was demoted, no one ever wanted him dead. They even told me to make sure he was safe."

"Now that the person is gone, I won't protect you when the higher-ups investigate."

The six people turned ashen-faced; they were shifting all the blame onto their family.

That won't do!

A woman stood with her hands on her hips in front of the captain. "Captain, that's not how it works. If anyone is responsible, it's you. After all, you didn't stop us when we were making things difficult for him."