The turmoil and chaos in the world had vanished.
Yet the wounds inflicted upon the world remained, after all.
In a city reduced to ruins.
A Cloth Robe Middle-Aged Man who had just returned from the battlefield sat despondently amid collapsed, dilapidated buildings, his eyes reddened as tears streamed endlessly down his face.
The powerful Extraterritorial Heavenly Devils had slaughtered this city, along with the Cloth Robe Middle-Aged Man's parents, wife, and children.
Of his entire family, he alone had survived.
"Men do not shed tears lightly, only because the moment of deepest sorrow has not yet come."
A sigh rang out.
Not far away, a young man appeared out of thin air.
The Cloth Robe Middle-Aged Man's gaze instantly turned cold and sharp as blades. "Who are you?"
The young man cupped his hands. "A successor of Revere Heaven Pavilion. By Heavenly Venerable Su's order, I have come to tally those who participated in the Annihilate Extraterritorial Heavenly Devils Operation and reward them based on merit!"
The Cloth Robe Middle-Aged Man froze, then said indignantly, "I killed those heavenly devil scum to avenge my family, not for any reward!"
The young man said warmly, "Heavenly Venerable Su instructed us to reward based on merit so that the heroes who shed their blood and gave their lives for this world would not be left disheartened. No matter why you killed the enemy, you rendered merit. Those with merit should be rewarded!"
The Cloth Robe Middle-Aged Man was stunned. He sighed. "Heavenly Venerable Su truly deserves to be called the World Master. He even considered a tiny small person like me."
The young man said earnestly, "In my eyes, anyone in this world who kills Foreign Enemies is an unquestionably heroic figure."
As he spoke, the young man took out a