Although he didn't understand what Chu Guang said earlier, Zhao Yuan guessed that the administrator should be asking about the identity of the dead man, so he continued. "He is the leader of the bandits here, and he has the blood of so many people's blood on his hands. He has committed a heinous crime and deserves to die! Please don't blame your soldiers."1

Chu Guang said with a smile. "I naturally won't blame them. In the New Alliance, we have always had zero tolerance for marauders."0

The shoulders of the old man named Sun Zewen trembled as soon as he heard what Chu Guang said. "Sir, I…"0

Chu Guang looked at him. "I believe what you said. The laws of the New Alliance will not be retroactive. I don't care what you have done before. From the moment I stand here, I hope you can do something useful to our society and civilization."2

They were currently in the Wasteland Era. It was a time more chaotic than the troubled times. Human beings had fallen off the top of the food chain, so it was meaningless to have retroactive laws.0

Besides, there were no truly good people in the wasteland.0

That also included Zhao Yuan.0

Chu Guang didn't think those Torch members were good people, but he also didn't want to pursue what happened in other shelters.0

Sun Zewen lowered his head which was trembling slightly and said, "Thank you for your kindness."0

There was still a trace of resentment on Zhao Yuan's face, but he didn't say anything.0

Those people saved his life.0

He...0