Although he could vaguely guess that the people he had sent over were definitely not going to survive,
he had not expected them to die so miserably.
'Amitabha, Immeasurable Heavenly Honored, if their wronged souls are to seek someone, let them find these Blood Gu Sect people, not me, Amitabha, Amitabha.'
These were the words that the Magistrate of Qiulong County repeated to himself, naturally knowing he had done something wrong; thus, he was afraid that the wronged souls of the common people would come after him.
At that moment, a voice filled with panic and confusion came from outside: "Disaster! Disaster!!"
The sudden voice interrupted the thoughts of the middle-aged man and the Magistrate of Qiulong County.
Making the eyebrows of both men involuntarily frown.
The Magistrate of Qiulong County hurriedly offered a flattering smile and said, "Sir, please sit here for a moment, I'll go outside and see exactly what's happened."
"Hmm." The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
