How could they keep their own rice bowls? All that other messy nonsense was completely outside their considerations, and they did not have the energy to think about so much.
Saint Lord Taichu's land had bound every one of them tightly. At the time, the only thing on Saint Lord Taichu's mind—
was to kill them all and prevent endless trouble in the future. Although that approach was somewhat inappropriate,
it seemed he had no other option. At that moment, Saint Lord Taichu had always believed that if he did not wipe them all out,
he would be letting them down even more. After all, at that moment, Saint Lord Taichu had only one thought in his mind: send every last one of them to their deaths.
Just as Saint Lord Taichu was preparing to execute them, one of his disciples, Tieqiu, suddenly had an idea: drag these people to Zhang Tieniu's doorstep and execute them there.
That way, they could protect their authority to the greatest possible extent. At first, Saint Lord Taichu felt that this man's methods were far too cruel.
But in the end, he inexplicably came to feel that there was nothing wrong with it.
After all, Zhang Tieniu had such thoughts now because he did not take Saint Lord Taichu and the others seriously.
If, in the time ahead,
they could not set that brat's attitude straight, the consequences would be even more fatal.
After all, once something like authority collapsed,
there would never again be a chance to rebuild it.
That was why people always said one thing:
If Saint Lord Taichu were given another chance,
he would absolutely never have taken Zhang Tieniu as his disciple.
After all, someone like him was simply too shameless.
Whether in the way he conducted himself or