The vast wilderness, watched by ten thousand people.
And that young man stood holding a sword, calm and composed.
Gu Qing's brows furrowed deeply, yet he remained silent for now.
Everyone around was silently observing, gathered in small groups, occasionally whispering.
Like seeing a glimpse of a leopard through a tube.
It's evident that Chen Yang's influence and intimidation in Yuning Mountain, in this Shisu Town, has reached a considerable extent.
He forcefully carved out a formidable reputation.
Even the silver-armored guards of the City Lord's Mansion were killed as he pleased, without even mentioning the backing he had; just this courage and decisive slaughter were enough to make people look on in fear.
Although everyone knew he possessed a part of a fragmented map, those who truly dared to take action against him were ultimately a small handful.
