The fire of anger was burning fiercely in the folks from the mountain. It certainly did not feel good when others were trampling on their dignity and taking their lives away. What the short-haired woman called Gao Ying had said was especially irritating. Numerous people picked up their weapons. No matter how this would end, they would throw caution to the wind and fight to the death with the enemy.
"Why is this happening?" Gao Ying and her companions were struck dumb. They had come here to intimidate these country people so that they would move away in the end. However, these people were ready to sacrifice their lives. This attitude of theirs made things tricky.
"So, you've chosen to die." The Martial Emperor, who had been very impatient already, was getting angry. His look was as sharp as a knife.
In the end, the Jiangs all had a hunch that something terrible was going to happen.
