Outside the town.
At a small hill.
Jiang Shi sat upright on a large rock, his gaze turned towards the crowd before him, seeing more than twenty individuals he had casually injured.
All of these individuals, without exception, were heavily poisoned by Chen Long and his companions, their faces pale as they gasped for air, displaying looks of terror as they glanced at Jiang Shi.
At this point, they couldn't even utter a harsh word.
"What's wrong? All gone mute?"
Jiang Shi smiled.
"This... senior, we failed to recognize your greatness and offended you. Please be merciful and spare us, granting us the antidote swiftly."
The previous Frost Clan leader, Guo Tian, said fearfully.
"Yes, senior, please grant us the antidote."
"Senior, forgive us. We already know our mistakes."
"We shouldn't have provoked you, senior. Please, have mercy on us."
The group spoke fearfully one after another.
