Bai E's gaze swept calmly over the figures on the long street.
Those who loudly proclaimed their dreams seemed as if they were waking from a dream, standing bewildered in their place.
And the betrayers who had committed acts of betrayal and enjoyed the blessings of demonic power looked at themselves with eyes full of fear, knowing well what they had done and that they were probably already branded as heretics.
Should they make a last stand, a desperate fight with their backs to the wall?
No!
That possibility did not exist!
Facing a person as powerful as a god, there was only pleading.
"My lord! My lord!" someone was on their knees, crawling over with their knees, kowtowing non-stop to Bai E, "My lord! My lord! I didn't mean to do it! I was just bewitched by demons! It won't happen again! It won't happen again!"
More people were infected, all crawling towards the feet of Bai E, "My lord! Please spare us! Please spare us! We won't do it again! Never again!"
