Upon hearing this, Xuexue's lips barely curled into a smile, and she immediately addressed the common people: "The Fourth Prince has promised a seven-day deadline, everyone, hurry and thank him."
The common people turned to the Fourth Prince and bowed in unison: "The grass-roots people thank the Fourth Prince!"
Only at this moment did the Fourth Prince realize he had been tricked by Xuexue. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave.
"Fourth Prince, how should the prisoners be handled?" a soldier who seemed to be the leader pursued closely, asking.
Over a hundred commoners afflicted by magic is no small matter. He dared not make decisions on his own.
As the Fourth Prince walked, he said: "Lock them all in prison and assign heavy troops to guard them strictly."
Leader soldier: "But we've received news from the prison that it's almost full, and can't accommodate so many afflicted people."
