Although Zhang San's words reassured people, only a fool would blindly believe what was said without any proof.
Therefore, even though the members of the Mysterious Soldiers Sect knew that the only outcome today was to join the Town Martial Office and become blacksmiths, their faces were still filled with vigilance and reluctance.
Zhang San, seeing this, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, which had a list of names on it.
"Now, those whose names I call, step forward."
"Qiu Yuepiao."
"You Duoshao."
"Yao Duoshao."
...
Zhang San called out the names of thirteen disciples from the Mysterious Soldiers Sect in succession.
