"So what if it's unstable? These people who are wronged will still die anyway," Ning Zhewan said coldly.
After Wen Wen appeared, he understood that this was all Wen Wen's doing. But since he had escaped from Wen Wen last time, he wasn't particularly afraid of him this time.
"But after all these people die, will the resentment truly be pacified? Will sacrificing innocent lives to pacify resentment not give birth to new resentment?"
Ning Zhewan's multiple faces contorted simultaneously as he said, "They are not innocent."
Wen Wen shook his head and took a sip of his milk tea.
"These faces on you all belong to past victims, each with an independent will. You are the spokesperson for those resentments. What you see, they will see."
"Can you do something good and try to forgive them? If the resentment within you subsides, the resentment within them will naturally subside as well, and this slaughter will stop."
Ning Zhewan let out a cold snort. "Mistakes must be paid for. If apologies could quell resentment, what need would there be for police officers?"
With that, he was about to strike at the people kneeling on the ground, but Wen Wen stepped in front of Ning Zhewan, his face displaying a knowing expression.
"Have you seen those inexplicable short films that don't change scenes and are finished by just two people?"
"What do you mean?"
Ning Zhewan was taken aback for a moment, finding it hard to follow Wen Wen's train of thought.
"Even if you haven't, the faces on you must have seen them. As that industry was brought into the open, many women were harmed because of it. Their resentment is no less than those you represent."
"Then, as a viewer, shouldn't you also be damned?"
"Children addicted to games have caused many tragedies. As a consumer of games, shouldn't you also be damned?"
Ning Zhewan's expression twisted, and he punched the ground. However, all the blue-green energy was blocked by Wen Wen, not affecting the apologizing crowd behind him in the slightest.
"This is sophistry. The ones responsible are the direct perpetrators of the tragedy. What does that have to do with unrelated consumers?"
Wen Wen extended his hand and pushed forward. A black, massive energy hand appeared, directly grabbing Ning Zhewan's body.
"Then, the most direct responsible parties for your tragedy are those who spread rumors, the media that disregards truth for viewership, and what does that have to do with the masses misled by false information?"
The faces on Ning Zhewan's body displayed various expressions. Some hurled insults at Wen Wen, while others became slightly calmer.
"They made mistakes, but they don't deserve death. They also have family and friends. If they all die because of this..."
Then, Wen Wen launched into a lengthy discourse. He spoke of the advantages and disadvantages, described the families of the voters, and the good deeds some voters had done. He said many, many things...
Of course, these were not Wen Wen's spontaneous thoughts. A considerable portion was content from a speech draft provided by the Hunter Association.
But it didn't matter who the content came from; what mattered was whether these words could influence the resentments.
The resentments on Ning Zhewan's face transformed into countless faces, each representing a type of resentment, acting as some representatives among countless resentments.
In their revenge against the voters, these resentments were initially unified. But as soon as some were willing to give up their revenge, these resentments began to clash, giving Wen Wen an opportunity. Su Dan Fiction Network.
Faced with this seemingly unsolvable situation, this was perhaps the only viable method.
The fact that those faces were driven to resentment by public opinion indicated that they were easily influenced by others' words, meaning they were rather impressionable. Therefore, Wen Wen's persuasion plan had a high chance of success.
What a shameless fellow; one could remain indifferent even when facing the condemnation of the entire world.
"I can guarantee that all these over seven thousand people will, from now on, become volunteers against cyberbullying. They will rescue more people who have suffered as you have. I believe this is the best way to resolve conflict."
"So, please give them a chance for redemption."
After Wen Wen finished speaking, he quietly watched Ning Zhewan. The blue-green energy on Ning Zhewan's body began to become unstable, and the hundreds of faces on his body showed varied expressions, as if engaged in a fierce dispute.
The voters kneeling on the ground, after hearing Wen Wen's words, intensified their apologies. Influenced by Wen Wen's bone fragment, their apologies were indeed sincere at this moment, and the resentments could feel it.
The energy within Ning Zhewan was in fierce conflict, but he still struggled to say to Wen Wen, "There are only twenty-one people here. They cannot represent all the voters."
"If you are willing to give me time, I can find more people and have them apologize sincerely. Slaughter is not the only way to solve problems..." Wen Wen said with a smile.
Ning Zhewan's reaction became more violent, and he half-knelt on the ground.
"If you can fulfill all your promises, I am willing to give up revenge."
A woman's face looked at Wen Wen with a look of release. Her voice was no longer restricted by Ning Zhewan and could be heard by Wen Wen and others.
She had been a primary school teacher in her life, a kind person at school. Later, due to an educational issue with a student, she ultimately became a typical bad teacher...
"But if you are lying to me, then I will still return!"
Wen Wen bowed slightly. "We will do our best."
After receiving Wen Wen's promise, the woman's resentful face emitted a faint blue light and then disappeared from Ning Zhewan's body.
Following that was the second face, then the third face...
With each disappearing face, Ning Zhewan's body recovered somewhat, and the aura around him was no longer so malevolent.
Wen Wen's lips curled up. By the time the resentment weakened to a certain extent, the activated magic array would cease to function due to lack of energy, and this incident could conclude successfully without a fight.
But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.
A black hourglass suddenly flashed on Ning Zhewan's body, and then his body became illusory, vanishing from Wen Wen's sight.
Then, a large truck passing by the warehouse suddenly lost control, smashing through the warehouse doors and charging in. The truck's target was clearly Wen Wen!
Tao Qingqing ran out from the shadows and stood directly in front of Wen Wen. First, she pulled out the driver, and then she used her body to shield Wen Wen from the truck, preventing it from hitting him.
However, the truck that was blocked contained sharp steel pipes. All these pipes broke through the glass and impaled towards Wen Wen and the voters.
A black barrier blocked all the steel pipes. Wen Wen scratched his head in frustration. "I knew this wouldn't end so simply."