Not leaving means death.
That was how simple Xiao Zheng's approach was.
After witnessing with their own eyes the deaths of over three thousand people, the crowd watching from a distance finally retreated like a receding tide. As much as they all wanted the mining rights to the yuan stone vein, they were even more afraid of dying at Xiao Zheng's hands.
Once those people had all left, Xiao Zheng returned to the side of Hades and the others.
"Done."
Xiao Zheng smiled faintly, as relaxed as if he'd just gone out for a casual stroll.
Long Qie gave him a thumbs up, then said, "We finally drove off that swarm of flies. Honestly, I was worried the rest of them wouldn't leave either. At that point just killing people would probably take half the day."
"They were never going to stay. Compared to yuan stones, it's obvious their lives matter more." Xiao Zheng said. "How many mine shafts have been opened in this Wuming Mountain now? How much yuan stone have they dug out?"
