As Zheng Yi finished speaking.
The refugee leader was immediately killed by someone beside him, and the corpse was hung on the city wall.
The refugees below, who seemed ready to regroup, scattered like frightened animals at the sight.
From start to finish, Zheng Yi watched as if he were a mere spectator, showing not a hint of empathy.
When Zheng Yi and Wang Xing left, the County Magistrate finally got a chance to walk up to several cultivators and quietly ask, "Does this Immortal Master from Wang Family Village have any extraordinary aspect?
Why are several Immortal Masters showing him such respect?"
Previously, the County Magistrate did not quite understand, but he knew how to assess the current situation.
The other few independent cultivators exchanged glances and smiled mockingly, "That elder could likely kill us all single-handedly.
Such an elder, not only here in this Prefecture City.
Even within that State County, would surely have a place."
"It truly is so!"
