Fortunately, less than a third of the people were directly kneeling.
Most wore expressions of panic or were at a loss.
The ground was covered in white snow, a silver blanket that, combined with the devastation here, seemed bleak and desolate.
"Hedong has already fallen. This place is about to become a battlefield. If you don't want to become cannon fodder for the Barbarian God, quickly flee Hedong!" Someone shouted.
Everyone awoke from their dreams.
The streets quickly became chaotic, with countless people frantically running home, seemingly preparing to pack their luggage and escape Hedong.
"Mom, stop kneeling, please. If you're caught like this, you'll be imprisoned. Let's go back and gather Uncle and the others, and we'll escape!" the young boy said anxiously.
Hearing about imprisonment, the middle-aged woman quickly stood up, feeling a bit embarrassed, and softly reprimanded, "What do you know?"
