Many of the desolate people were peering and calculating in front of the notice board, occasionally sneaking glances at the group of pretty girls in white clothes.
Most people were hesitant and unable to make a decision.
Only occasionally would someone gritting their teeth stride back to the town, having more or less decided to join the unprecedentedly favorable "one-to-one" plan.
Ren Zhong did not watch much, just had the airship pause slightly, then continued into the town.
The atmosphere inside the small town had slightly changed, no longer as bustling as a few days ago.
The streets were sparsely populated, most people stayed in their homes polishing their guns and sharpening their knives.
The occasional passersby all had solemn expressions and heavy hearts.
Some were worried, some gritted their teeth, and others were trapped in fear, unable to extricate themselves, sitting on their balconies wiping tears while carefully maintaining their firearms.
