Chapter 380 — The Inheritor
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The Village Head, lying in a rocking chair, said with a headache, "Enough, stop quarreling!
The two of you have always been the closest of friends; do you think it worth falling out over this?
Old Butcher, the Blind Elder sees most truly; if he wants Shen'er to go back to the village, it is for Shen'er's good. Silent Craftsman, you have always spoken little, but your words carry weight—what do you say? " The Mountain Hermit waved, signaling Wang Muran and the others to come over. The three of them hurried to his side and asked in low voices, "Martial Uncle, what is going on? " "Emperor Yanfeng blasted Lord Yu of the Heavens Above to death," the Mountain Hermit said softly. Mu Qingdai said doubtfully, "We know of this.
But why have these grandfathers started quarreling? " The Mountain Hermit sighed.
"If Lord Yu of the Heavens Above had died at the hands of our Little Yujing, or at the hands of the Old Human Sovereign, it would be nothing—at most a grievance between us and the Heavens Above.
But to die at the hands of Emperor Yanfeng makes it a calamity for the nation of Jingping. The Blind Elder wants the Human Sovereign to return to the Wasteland—a gentleman does not stand beneath a tottering wall—while Heaven's Blade wants to stay in Jingping, and calls him a coward.
They have been quarreling over this for some time. " In the great hall, the Silent Craftsman sat on a wooden chest, took out a water pipe, lit it, drew a mouthful, blew out a cloud of white smoke, and, squinting, said, "Ah. Ah, ah. " "The Silent Craftsman speaks reason. " The Village Head nodded. "Sons and grandsons have their own blessings.
We are all old things that will not die, and there is no need for such worry. How many years can we live? Can we protect Shen'er for a lifetime?
" The Blind Elder, neck stiff, said, "I want him back in the village.
Find him a woman, let him father children, and live an honest life! The things you could not do—by what right do you make him do them? Your limbs were hewn off; that big simpleton lost everything below the waist!
If Shen'er does what you did, he will lose everything below the neck! Shen'er, we are going home! "