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Such a scene was truly moving.
The onlookers witnessed Yuan Zhenting in this state, each of them also began to shed tears.
After all, the young town leader who had been in office for only two or three days had died trying to save people, which made many feel a touch of melancholy.
"Old town leader, the arsonist has been caught."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Several villagers appeared, escorting a young man from the crowd.
The young man seemed to be under thirty.
He was covered in dirt.
His hands were held, and he was stooping.
His entire face looked extremely panic-stricken.
"Did you start the fire?"
Yuan Zhenting got up from the ground and walked up to the captive to ask.
"I... umm..."
The young man's voice trembled, suddenly at a loss for words.
"I'm asking you, did you or did you not start the fire?"
Yuan Zhenting asked sternly again.
This time, it frightened the young man.
