"This... this can't be possible..."
They looked at Chen Zheng in terror, their eyes filled with incomprehension and despair.
But Chen Zheng showed no pity, merely looking at them indifferently as if they were no more than ants.
In an instant, the oppressive aura intensified, threatening to annihilate them completely.
"Stop!"
Just then, a mysterious voice rang out. A figure shot out from Dragon Hidden Village like a specter, instantly positioning themselves in front of Chen Zheng.
"You wish to protect them?" Chen Zheng asked, looking coldly at the newcomer.
He was a middle-aged man with a face as firm as iron, his very being emanated the smoke of the battlefield and the stench of iron and blood.
He introduced himself, "I am Wu, the Master of the Dragon's Dive Pavilion."
"I'm not here to protect him," he clarified, "I just want to understand the reason for this. After all, he is the eldest son of the Wang Family, and the Wang Family has made great sacrifices for the country."
