Wang Yuan felt somewhat guilty as he looked around.
Only a few maids who had escaped disaster, after kowtowing to him a few times with loud knocks, clutched their clothes and fled deep into the sleeping chambers, not daring to glance at the corpse on the ground again.
"Forget it, since it didn't affect my 'Yin Morality,' I know what's going on now," he said.
Wang Yuan had initially planned to control these people and then figure out whether he could bring them back to normal from the influence of the 'Joyful Deity.'
Now upon seeing them, he realized, "Beastly nature had been their normal state; it was only the seriously money-grabbing rioters who were abnormal."
It was just perfect to recreate them from the ground up in one fell swoop.
Then, he casually whistled as if nothing was amiss.
However, a trace of the Light of Spirit inside him gently flicked the bell on Huang Wu's ankle once again.
Suddenly.
All of the remaining people dropped dead on the spot.
