Wu Heng looked again at the man who had walked out. His clothes were filthy, he wore glasses, and his manner was respectful.
"The main gate is open. Why didn't you run?"
The man looked uneasy and spoke stiffly in Chinese Language. "People like us wouldn't survive long even if we escaped. Immortal Master, please allow me to stay here."
Wu Heng understood what he meant.
The outside world was even more dangerous. Since these people did not want to leave, they had gathered here to see what his attitude would be.
"What's your name?" Wu Heng asked.
The man answered, "Valentin Portillo!"
"You speak so many languages?" Wu Heng continued.
"Because of certain family circumstances, I specifically studied the languages of several countries, though I don't speak them very well," he replied.
"You even know the title Immortal Master?" Wu Heng asked curiously.
Valentin became even more respectful and said carefully, "I read some books from your country. What they recorded really was true."
He knew quite a lot.
Wu Heng did not dwell on it. He looked at the remaining people below and said, "Go tell them that those who don't want to leave may stay, but they are not to do anything dangerous. Otherwise, they'll end up like those soldiers."
Valentin's expression brightened. He immediately turned and shouted to the people below.
The people kneeling below also showed signs of delight and began murmuring among themselves.
Wu Heng continued, "Tell them to return to their rooms first. In the next couple of days, I'll arrange for people to take over this place. There will also be a curfew at night, meaning no one is allowed outside after dark. If there are no problems, let them go."
"Yes!" Valentin immediately agreed and began explaining it to the crowd