Classification of Completely Fallen Civilizations, the Stele's Purpose! Gu Yuan flicked his sleeve, taking nothing with him—oh, no, that was wrong. He had erased the two men's memories of what had just happened.
Memories concerning the Qi Refining Formula, the Fallen Ones, and the Dao World suddenly surfaced in their minds.
It had consumed quite a bit of energy, but it was no great issue.
Killing one person versus treating a whole crowd as a source of energy—the latter was obviously far more cost-effective.
"Gentlemen, what are you doing?"
With a smile on his face, Gu Yuan looked at the two men standing there and spoke.
What am I here for?
Wait, the Dao World...
As though they had recalled something, the blue-robed and black-robed men both froze slightly before quickly regaining their composure.
"Just passing by. Everyone, farewell."
"Same here."
Not knowing what exactly had happened, they remained cautious and answered as such.
With that, they prepared to leave.
The next moment, only Gu Yuan remained seated there, quietly drinking his tea.
I should get some more tasty food.
A small cauldron appeared before him. Gu Yuan took out some food from it and began enjoying himself, not caring whether anyone was watching.
Generally speaking, there had been no more onlookers after what had happened earlier.
But nothing was absolute. Some bold souls were still watching from the sidelines.
Thus, they witnessed the entire scene in astonishment.
The people who had been ready to fight and kill suddenly left, while the man who had been watching the show remained there, leisurely enjoying himself.
Who exactly was this person?
Why had those two men changed so drastically?
Countless doubts spread through their hearts, yet none dared approach him lightly.
Gu Yuan had no interest in dealing with these people either.