"You lowly people deserve to die! You will be buried with my brother-in-law!" the Regiment Commander said coldly. He had never intended to let these refugees go. Even if he took the money, he would still kill these refugees and Ye Lang to avenge his brother-in-law.
Perhaps it should be said that this wasn't revenge, but rather a way to prove his authority and demonstrate that he was not to be disobeyed!
If the Regiment Commander's brother-in-law was killed this time and he didn't pursue the matter, he would feel that these people would soon kill someone of his own, and eventually it would be his turn.
Therefore, he must make an example of him!
"So it was just an excuse. You just want to steal our money. Everyone, this money was given to us by the Young Master. Would you let someone like this steal our money?" the Blackie incited. His words seemed to be aimed not only at the refugees but also at the people of this small town. He wanted to unite everyone in their hatred against the enemy.
However, he misjudged one thing: the people here were used to being oppressed, and they wouldn't be encouraged to fight back just because of a few words!
"No!" The shouts were not quiet, but they came from only the refugees and a few passionate townspeople.
"They don't have the guts to turn against me!" the Regiment Commander said with a sneer, quite satisfied with the reaction.
"Even without them, we will not yield and will fight you to the bitter end!!" the Blackie said calmly, without any fear, seemingly unaware that he was in the eye of the storm. If the Regiment Commander lost his temper, he would be the first person killed.
"Hahaha..."
The Regiment Commander suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke ever!
After a while, the Regiment Commander lowered his head, looked at the Blackie, and said contemptuously with a slight upturn of his lips, "You lowly commoners, even I alone could kill you all!! I don't have time for you now, call out your Young Master!!"
Although the Regiment Commander had previously suspected that the Blackie was Ye Lang, after saying these words, he understood that the Blackie in front of him was not that refugee Young Master. If he wanted to settle accounts, he would first settle accounts with Ye Lang.
"Young Master has already left, kill me if you want!!" The Blackie didn't reveal Ye Lang's whereabouts, but instead took responsibility for it himself, simply because he was afraid that the Regiment Commander would harm Ye Lang.
He was unaware of Ye Lang 'Ye Lang strength and regarded him as an ordinary noble Young Master, and a somewhat confused Young Master at that. Like everyone else, he wanted to protect this somewhat confused Young Master and prevent anyone from harming him, even if it meant his death.
Of course, not all the refugees present shared this sentiment; they still valued their own lives. However, a considerable number of them did share the same idea and wanted to protect Ye Lang with their own lives.
In their hearts, Ye Lang was their savior. Without Ye Lang, they would not be where they are today. They believed that they should repay even the smallest kindness tenfold.
Because of this, around the Blackie and in front of the Regiment Commander, these fearless people gathered, looking at the Regiment Commander with unwavering courage and confronting him!
Seeing this scene, many people were deeply moved. They never imagined that such a group of refugees would have such integrity, willing to risk their lives for one person!
At this moment, almost everyone who had never met Ye Lang to see him and see what it was about him that made them want to do this!
However, when they saw Ye Lang appearance was...
"I'm getting more and more curious and eager to meet your refugee Young Master. How did he manage to train you lowly people to be so loyal?" The Regiment Commander said with a hint of curiosity mixed with disdain, but at this moment, he did not make a move.
In front of so many people, especially in front of the entire city, if I were to fight with a bunch of lowly people before their leader even arrived, wouldn't that damage my reputation?
"What's his name?" the Regiment Commander then asked.
"..., have no idea!"
After a moment of silence, the Blackie answered with the three words that everyone usually uses. It wasn't that he was unwilling to answer or didn't want to tell the other person; he genuinely didn't know.
No one asked Ye Lang's name; they all simply addressed him as "Young Master." Perhaps they felt it was unnecessary, or perhaps they felt there was a distance between themselves and Ye Lang's status. Since Ye Lang didn't say it, they didn't dare to ask.
This situation naturally led the Regiment Commander to believe that the Blackie was playing a trick on him!
"Are you kidding me?! Let me tell you, don't think I won't kill you. If you piss me off, I'll kill anyone!" the Regiment Commander roared, unleashing a powerful aura that stirred up nearby sand and gravel, forcing those who approached him to take a small step back.
The Blackie frowned. He was even more certain of one thing: Ye Lang should not have been allowed to appear, otherwise the consequences would have been severe. This Regiment Commander actually possessed such formidable strength.
In this small town, having such power certainly allows one to reign supreme and act with Wuji!
However, such experts usually wouldn't stay in such a small place. Perhaps it's because this Regiment Commander felt that the pressure outside was too great, and he couldn't even enjoy himself outside. Staying here, on the other hand, would allow him to be a local tyrant. Only he himself knows the gains and losses involved.
"Kill me then! Even if you kill me, I still won't know!" the Blackie retorted defiantly.
"I..." The Regiment Commander's temper flared, and his Battle Qi began to surge outward, knocking nearby people off balance. He clenched his fists and stepped forward.
The Blackie closed his clear eyes, preparing to accept a punch from this local tyrant. In the end, all he could think about was that Ye Lang should leave quickly and not stay here.
Although it's true that if he were to die and be killed by this Regiment Commander, it would be a pointless death, since Ye Lang wouldn't be afraid of the Regiment Commander at all, his integrity is still worthy of respect!
At this time, the refugees were also infected. They all hoped that Ye Lang would not appear and that they would just die. Otherwise, if Ye Lang was harmed, they really wouldn't know what to do.
But things didn't go as planned, and Ye Lang appeared at that very moment...
"Hey, you big guy, don't use your Battle Qi recklessly! You're blowing sand everywhere, how am I supposed to eat my noodles?!" Ye Lang's voice rang out, causing the previously silent crowd to look towards the source of the sound with new confusion.
Turning around, everyone saw a boy and a girl standing on the street behind them, and the boy was holding a bowl filled with steaming hot beef noodles.