Hearing this, the kneeling clan old man jumped in his heart and said, "I dare not, Lord, we have no such intention!" Even if they want him to die, who can kill him? They don't want to lose their lives.
Mo Ye stands still. He looks at them and says, "it's normal for you to get revenge if you want to kill the former Lord. But if you don't do it now, if you want to do it again in the future, you won't have this chance."
"Lord knows that we have no such intention." They said, knocking their heads.
Seeing this, Mo Ye says: "the former Lord is dead, and his sin is worse than that of his people. I will also give you a way to live. If you leave the territory of my Lord in Nanyuan City, you should never appear in my sight."
"I don't think I can repay the Lord's living kindness. I just want to make a promise and serve the Lord. Please take good care of him." The eldest daughter of the former Lord said in a hurry and raised her beautiful and moving face and looked at him.
Mo Ye didn't even look at her. He said to Yuan Ke, the housekeeper waiting on the side, "let them leave before dark. If I see any of them again, you are the only one to ask!"
The woman listened to this and wanted to say something more, but she could see that the breath on his body was so attractive that she could not say a word, so she could only look down in embarrassment.
"Yes Yuan Ke respectfully responded and asked them to leave. At the same time, he called people to follow them until they packed up and left the Lord's mansion.
The 20 or 30 people waiting on the side were all slightly surprised when they heard that the LORD had let his relatives leave. They thought he would kill them, but they left alive.
What they don't know is that Mo ye let these people go because he didn't pay attention to them. What's more, the crimes between the former Lord and him were not as serious as those of his people. Naturally, he didn't need to kill them.
After dealing with these things, Mo Ye looks at the twenty or thirty people on the side. Rao is forced to say that the remaining 20 or 30 people are elites among the elite, and they still exist fairly upright. It is not easy for the Lord's house to pick up such people.
"Yuan Cheng." Mo Ye reads a name and sees a middle-aged man take a step forward.
"I'm here to wait for the Lord's dispatch." He knelt respectfully on one knee and saluted with fists.
Mo Ye looks at him and says another name.
"Junke."
"My subordinate Yuanke is at the Lord's disposal." Yuan Ke, who is in his forties, is upright and rigorous in appearance, and also makes a courtesy.
"Hara gang."
"My subordinate Yuangang is at the command of the Lord." Yuan Gang, who is in his thirties, has sharp eyes and a straight figure.
Mo Ye takes a look at him, and his eyes fall on the only woman. She is in her thirties. Her face is not very good, nor is it very conspicuous, but she is rather naivete.
"Hara show." Mo Ye calls.
"My subordinate yuanxiu is at the command of the Lord."
Yuanxiu, that is, the woman in her thirties, also made a salute, but she was a little surprised. I don't know what the Lord ordered them to name them?
Mo Ye's eyes pass over the four people, and a cold and majestic voice comes out: "from now on, you will be in charge of the East, the west, the South and the north respectively. You should know everything about everything, and you should be strict. If there are any other things before, I will ask you! Do you understand? "