Since Wang Yu had obtained the Warm Spirit Jade, he only needed to get a supply of food that would last him several years before he could leave.
But as soon as he entered a city belonging to the Giant Clan, its people falsely accused him of stealing 10,000 jin of their grain.
To make matters worse, a knight from the Giant Clan had tried to kill him.
They had meant to put him to death—to kill him.
This was going too far.
They had crossed his bottom line.
The strong could not be humiliated.
With his strength, he should have been the one throwing his weight around.
He had chosen to keep a low profile, to hold on to his conscience and principles, and to avoid doing anything that harmed others.
But now they were walking all over him.
How could he tolerate that?
He had to make the Giant Race pay.
Now that he had chosen to make an enemy of the Giant Race, he had to be prepared for the worst.
The worst-case scenario was that he would have to fight every Giant.
Once the fighting began, he would likely become a mortal enemy of every Giant anyway.
In that case, he had only one option: slaughter the city.
When facing an enemy, of course he couldn't let a single one escape.
Wang Yu wasn't being arrogant when he said he would slaughter the city. He had the means to do it.
Having made up his mind, Wang Yu glanced at the sky. Night was almost upon them.
He surveyed the surroundings. This was a run-down residential district.
The area was well suited for him to prepare for battle.
So Wang Yu summoned ten Wild Rat Kings.
To deal with an entire city of Giants, he would