Lugu stared deeply at Mo Hua, his expression calm, seemingly unmoved, only to counter:
"You want me, a general of the Shugubu tribe, to kill the Great Chief of the Shugubu tribe?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not as simple as 'killing', it's 'revenge'."
Lugu sneered, "What's the difference?"
Mo Hua said, "If you kill the Great Chief, that is rebellion and chaos. But if you avenge your brother, execute the Great Chief, it is for brotherly love, it is for tribal justice. On the surface, both are killing, but in essence, there's a world of difference."
Lugu listened, his eyelids twitching. It seemed like enchanting words, yet sounded very reasonable.
Still, Lugu did not express any stance, instead coldly staring at Mo Hua, saying, "Are you trying to sow discord within my Shugubu tribe?"
Mo Hua countered him, "Does your Shugubu tribe's relationship still need me to incite it?"
The general overshadowed the lord.
