The roused cultivators panicked, shrugging off the ropes that bound them. Without thinking, they subconsciously turned to flee again.
"Return!"
Upon this light rebuke, the cultivators who had just turned to flee abruptly reversed and rushed back as if commanded...
The once haughty cultivators were now as pitiful as mice being toyed with by a cat.
Duke Zhenguo watched the absurd scene before him, feeling an inexplicable pang of sympathy for them.
