Cao Ziming took a deep breath, nodding at Ji Changsheng.
"Junior Brother Ji, you're right, I can only vent their anger for now, but I cannot protect them all the time. If the Du Family seeks revenge, I can't promise they can withstand it. I just can't bear it; Zhuo Fanghua's death was so utterly unjust. They are Zhuo Fanghua's parents after all. Can they really accept living on the blessed land exchanged for their daughter's life?"
Ji Changsheng responded calmly, "That's their business, let them wallow in their guilt, we don't need to intervene unnecessarily. The only one with the right to condemn them is Zhuo Fanghua, not us. Don't blame these ordinary folks without the power to resist, the one who inflicted the act of violence is Du Zongjiang."
Ji Changsheng turned to look at Du Zongjiang.
"You're lucky that you didn't silence Zhuo Fanghua's parents, and used money to keep them quiet so you could escape retribution for this matter."
Du Zongjiang sighed in relief.