For the people here, the military officer standing before them was a ruthless Yama King, one who cared not for reason. Their only wish now was to walk out of this hall of the Yama King alive.
"Sir, I will disband my private army as soon as I get back. I'm willing to offer 1,000 Gold Coins! From now on, I will support and carry out any order from His Majesty the King! Sir, sir! I truly am not the murderer!" another wealthy merchant collapsed as well, likewise kneeling on the ground and crying out loud.
"Look at you all, what are you doing…" The officer, with a pistol in his hand, looked at the people kneeling on the ground and continuously kowtowing, and shook his head, "I just lost a classmate and am feeling a bit sad, that's all. Look how scared you've got."
"If only you had this realization earlier, how great that would have been. But alas… it's too late." As the officer spoke, he put the pistol back into his waistband, impatiently waving his hand.
