"I heard that the Red Sand City Lord is a violent and extremely suspicious person. If I heal your wounds and then let you go politely, what do you think the Red Sand City Lord will think?" Li Xiu said slowly.
Mu Yu's expression changed immediately: "You can try, it might work."
"Alright, let's do it that way. A Fei, I'll leave him to you. Heal his wounds and send him back to Red Sand City." After saying this, Li Xiu got up, ready to leave.
"Your skills are still too shallow. My arm is already useless, and the City Lord won't be swayed by you," Mu Yu said through gritted teeth.
"Then I don't know. Anyway, you're just a tool. I don't care whether you live or die. If the Red Sand City Lord really trusts you that much, then congratulations on getting a second chance. But you'd better hope the City Lord doesn't think your severed arm is just a ruse. I think his tolerance should be enough for that, right?" Li Xiu replied.
"I can commit suicide," Mu Yu said, clenching his teeth.
