Hearing this, the others stopped hammering at the door and turned their collective gaze toward Wang Jian Country.
The crowd erupted once more.
"Wang Jian Country, did you trick us on purpose? This door is impossible to break!"
"You told us to smash it, so why aren't you lifting a finger?"
"If you ask me, we shouldn't waste our energy. Let's just go raid Wang Jian Country's place!"
The seething mob directed their fury back at him. Wang Jian Country instinctively tightened his grip on the dagger at his waist, cold sweat beading on his forehead. As the moisture seeped from his skin and met the freezing air, it crystallized into sharp shards of ice.
"Everyone, calm down," Wang Jian Country rasped. Facing a sea of malicious glares, he forced himself to maintain his composure. "We're all in the same boat right now. What good would it do me to lie to you?"
The crowd hollered back, "Then give us an explanation!"
