Deqing flared up again thinking about how this little boy's reluctance to tell the truth caused him the loss of a good seed.
"Young Master, we cannot keep this child any longer! He might relapse even if he is cured, we should just…" Deqing then drew a slash across his throat.
"Uncle Huang always takes care of these ruined seeds with such expedience?" He Bin lowered his gaze to avoid showing Deqing the iciness in them.
Deqing nodded smugly. "Naturally, we do not have time to take care of all these children. If they are no longer of any use to us, then why should we continue to waste time and resources on them?"
"But wouldn't this be a giant waste, in case…"
"Young Master, your compassion is showing!" Deqing said with a cold smirk, "At the end of the day, these children are nothing but tools for us to use. Furthermore, being abandoned is honestly not the worst thing that could happen to them."
