Chapter 782
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"Stop!!"
Just as Dean was about to catch up with her, an angry roar sounded. Dean glanced at the source of the voice, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The one who spoke was the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan. He was rushing down the steps from the slope.
Dean snorted and suddenly accelerated. He quickly got close to the back of the round-faced young woman, and his sharp limbs shot out.
The round-faced young woman was shocked, and her eyes were full of despair. She gritted her teeth, and her abdomen suddenly bulged. As Dean approached, she suddenly turned her head and spat out a green mucus.
Puff! Puff!
Dean's sharp limbs easily penetrated her body, as if stabbing into a bubble. But at the same time, the green mucus spat out by the round-faced young woman stained the sharp limbs. Dean felt a corrosive burning sensation from the sharp limbs. His face changed slightly, and he immediately released the Demon Body. The black fluid condensed into the Demon Hunter Knife, and the green mucus appeared on the knife.
When the Demon Body was released, the Demon Hunter Knife returned to a weapon, and the connection between it and Dean's body was cut off. He looked at the green mucus on the knife, and smelled the stench. He immediately tore a piece of clothes from the round-faced young woman in front of him, rolled it into a ball, and wiped off the mucus, trying not to let it touch his body.
Although this round-faced young woman was just an ordinary pioneer, a pioneer who was good at using poison couldn't be judged with common sense. Even if it was a poison created by a Limiteer, if it was injected into a pioneer's blood, it would still be easily killed!
He was glad that he used the demonic limbs to block the green mucus. If it fell on his body, even if he didn't die, his fighting strength would be greatly reduced.
"You!" Mudley looked at the body of the round-faced young woman, and his eyes were slightly swollen. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Our Dragon Clan has no enmity with you. Even if we caught you before, it was because Aisha privately taught you the secret technique, which violated the rules. You owe us a favor. Not only did we not kill you, but we also gave you resources to improve your strength. How could you bite the hand that feeds you?!"
Dean looked at him, and then glanced at the other three people who were chasing him. He faintly smiled with a bit of ridicule: "So, the patriarch knows about me. I didn't expect you to remember that little person. Since you came out, I want to ask you something. Aisha and Hathaway are your daughters. Don't you know what kind of character they are?"
"What do you mean?" Mudley's face was gloomy.
"How could Aisha steal the secret technique? Her character is very easy to understand. It's impossible that you don't know about it." Dean's voice was cold: "You also know that Hathaway has been jealous of her sister for so many years. This is clearly a trap. It's ridiculous that you know about it but still stick to the rules and punish Aisha. She was born with awakening ability. She was cultivated as a saint since childhood. How much has she done for the family? Hasn't she fought to protect your family every day of her life? But what about you? How did you treat her? "
Mudley's expression changed slightly. He said in a deep voice, "This is her mission. If her sister had her talent, she would have received the same mission from a young age. This is the tradition of our Dragon Clan, and it is the same for other Witch Clans. This is not for you to criticize. Don't you think I would feel heartache for my own daughter?"
"If you really feel heartache then abolish the tradition for your daughter!" Dean's eyes were cold: "What qualifications do you have to be the patriarch if you can't protect your own daughter? What qualifications do you have to be her father? Even when she was in the wasteland I didn't see your Dragon Clan grieve for her. Did anyone grieve for her? Did anyone go to the wasteland to look for her body? "
"No!"
Dean's eyes were like a knife as he stared at Mudley: "She is like a tool. When she is broken she loses all her value and is abandoned by you. Is this the tradition of your family? It's true that you can prosper forever, but if this is the only way to maintain your prosperity, then what's the point of having this prosperity?! "
Mudley angrily said: "What do you know? Do you think it's as simple as you think? Do you know how many members there are in a family? Do you think you can do whatever you want? Wasteland is dangerous. She is dead. If we send people to look for her then the loss will be even greater! Losing her is already a heavy price that we can't accept. If we lose more people because of this, it will only bring about more negative effects! "
Dean was startled as he heard Mudley's words. He almost couldn't believe his ears. Such cold-blooded and selfish words could come out from the mouth of a father. He suddenly felt heartache and sadness. He felt heartache because Aisha had sheltered such a group of people from childhood to adulthood. He felt sad because the latter was telling him such words in an angry tone.
Mistakes weren't terrible. What was terrible was that it wasn't a mistake in his cognition!
This kind of thinking was the most difficult thing to change even if he killed him!
Dean was silent for a moment. He slowly said: "You can't afford to lose such a powerful fighting force. But you didn't see the love and loyalty behind this power. That is the most precious thing in the world, isn't it?"
Mudley coldly said: "Of course I know. I don't need you to tell me."
"I can understand the thoughts of a superior." Dean said to himself: "The environment of a superior is very different from that of an ordinary person. Their first reaction is biased towards the perspective of interests. So they are used to thinking from the perspective of interests. However, thinking too much makes people utilitarian. When a person stares at one thing for a long time, he will slowly ignore other things. You are a qualified superior but not an excellent one. Because understanding people's hearts is the most important thing. Countless emperors have fallen because of this."
Mudley's face was gloomy: "What do you want to do here? Avenge her? Do you think Hathaway killed her? "
"It means that you have a clear idea in your heart. It seems that you are also a person who deserves to die!" Dean slightly raised his eyes and indifferently looked at him: "I wanted to spare your life because you are her father. But since you have a clear idea in your heart, you let her be killed in such an inexplicable way. But you didn't help her get justice. A father like you is not worthy!"
Mudley sullenly said: "They are my daughters. Although I have a guess, but this matter is unclear. Did you see with your own eyes that Hathaway framed her sister? Even so, I have lost a daughter. Do you want me to lose another one? "
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