The other nonhuman races looked at the County Magistrate and the yamen runner, then at Chen Fei, and realized the yamen runner truly had no intention of acting. He merely watched coldly as Chen Fei did all this.
So the correct way to deal with this killing trap was actually to kill all the patients outright.
With no patients, there was no question of treating or not treating them, nor of whether they had been cured. The County Government Office's reason to make trouble had been solved at the source.
If this were the outside world, handling things this way would naturally be impossible.
But this was Strange City. It operated and acted according to some special set of laws. Many things here ran contrary to common sense—or rather, there was no so-called common sense here at all.
"My lord, there are no patients to treat!"
Chen Fei put away the Qian Yuan Sword, turned to look at the County Magistrate, and cupped his hands.
"To think they died before they could be treated. What a pity. We can only notify their families to come claim them," the County Magistrate said, the smile on his face long since gone, shaking his head slightly.
"A pity indeed," Chen Fei echoed with a nod.
"Since there are no patients, you may all disperse." The County Magistrate waved his hand, rose, and left the backyard.
And the moment the County Magistrate finished speaking, Chen Fei charged straight out of the County Government Office.
This farce in the backyard had been broken by Chen Fei in the most direct manner, but this was not actually the most correct way to handle it. It could only be called a stopgap measure.
There should have been other, better methods, but in such a short time, Chen