The words had barely left his lips.
The scene fell into a silence, a deathly silence!
Everyone's gaze landed on Zhu Qilue, dumbfounded!
It was as if they were witnessing a divine descent, or as if they were staring at a madman they'd never seen before.
A complex mix of emotions intertwined, hiding various feelings within everyone's eyes.
Astonishment.
Confusion.
Bewilderment.
Puzzlement.
They thought Zhu Qilue had gone mad.
Especially the refugees; they never imagined that a young master from one of the five big tribes would make them stand up… In the past, when they saw young masters from the five tribes, they were either ordered to fight and kill or forced into bizarre acts for amusement, sometimes killed for no reason.
No young master had ever asked them to stand.
Zhu Qilue was the first.
"Zhu Qilue, are you out of your mind?" Lan Yunwei thought she misheard, her eyes nearly popping out as she stammered.
However.
