Seeing this, the officials of the Peace Bureau immediately reported it.
Before long, an order was issued from the Imperial Capital of Great Jing.
Yet Ma Yuxuan, the one who had started it all, knew nothing of it.
Early morning.
The formerly deathly silent Yellow Mud Village finally showed a trace of life.
But Ma Yuxuan now faced a colossal problem.
"You're not allowed to leave! What are we supposed to do if you leave?!"
The village men blocked Ma Yuxuan with steel pitchforks and farm tools in hand, their vicious gazes seemingly capable of swallowing people alive and flaying them whole.
Yet besides them, a scrawny child and an old man were also clinging tightly to Ma Yuxuan's legs.
"Benefactor, you can't leave!"
"If you leave, we won't be able to survive!"
Faced with this situation, Ma Yuxuan, still wet behind the ears, instantly panicked.
"The water source has returned. I already killed that monster at the Water God Temple for you."
"All you need to do from now on is live your lives properly."
Ma Yuxuan flusteredly tried to explain, but the people of Yellow Mud Village refused to listen to him at all.
They had only one demand now: Ma Yuxuan had to stay.
Some wanted Ma Yuxuan to provide them with more food and water, while others wanted him to bear the blame for killing the Water God.
Still others wanted Ma Yuxuan to settle down in Yellow Mud Village for good.
With no other choice in such a complicated situation, Ma Yuxuan could only display a little force.
Yet he had thought that the villagers of Yellow Mud Village would obediently listen as they had yesterday. Who could have imagined that they were no longer afraid now?
Whoosh!
Smack!
A clod of dirt struck