The crisis was over, in a way no one had expected.
Looking at the Black Wolf corpses scattered across the ground, everyone exchanged bewildered looks. Just moments ago, they had all prepared to die here. But now... all they could say was that life's ups and downs were far too thrilling!!
"Thank you so much, sir!"
After removing the stones blocking the gate and opening it, Clark looked at the young man before him, so moved that he barely knew what to say. If Fang Zheng had not appeared in time, Sweetwater Town would probably have become a living hell by now. So even though there were still many people to bury and others who needed treatment, he had rushed over immediately to solemnly thank Fang Zheng.
"You're welcome. I'm also a Holy Knight of the Holy Temple. This is my duty as well."
Fang Zheng naturally did not mind continuing to flaunt his Holy Knight identity at a time like this. Although he was currently only an Acolyte Knight, he was still officially recognized by the Holy Temple as a professional... Hmm, it seemed that borrowing a great name to throw his weight around had been the right move after all.
"A Holy Temple Knight?"
Upon hearing this, Clark immediately showed an understanding expression. He had been somewhat curious about Fang Zheng's identity before. After all, Fang Zheng dressed more like a nobleman's son. But now that Fang Zheng said he was a Holy Temple Knight, Clark's doubts had mostly faded. After all, if he was a Holy Temple Knight, then it was not entirely impossible for someone so young to possess such formidable power.
Thinking this, Clark's smile became even warmer.
"I see. Sir Knight, I never expected you to be so young and yet possess such strength.