Make Lin Ming Apologize, and the Mutated Beast Lord Will Forgive Us!

Blood slowly flowed along the cracks between the ruins' stones, gathering into tiny streams. The air was thick with the stench of blood. Wolf Fang and the corpses of his Mutated Beast guards lay scattered across the ground, still warm.

The refugees who had been kneeling on the ground and trembling in fear were all stunned by the sudden, dreamlike scene before them.

They stared blankly at the young figure standing amid the corpses, his clothes unstained by blood, and for a moment, they even forgot to breathe.

After a brief deathly silence, suppressed cries of shock and discussion finally erupted from the crowd.

"Dead... dead? Lord Wolf Fang... died just like that?"

"Heavens! Who... who is he? How could he be so strong?"

"We're saved! We're saved!"

Hope began to shine in the eyes of some younger refugees whose fighting spirit had not yet been completely extinguished. Their bodies trembled with excitement. It was as if they could finally see the dawn beyond this sea of suffering.

However, not everyone thought that way.

"It's over... everything's over..."

A sharp voice, choked with tears and fear, shattered the hope that had just begun to rise.

A scruffy, sinister-looking middle-aged man, who had been kneeling like a dog with a rope around his neck just moments ago, pointed at Lin Ming and screamed hysterically.

"You... you've caused a huge disaster! You killed Lord Wolf Fang! The Blood Claw Lord won't let us go! He'll definitely kill us all to avenge his son!"

His voice spread through the crowd like a plague. The relief and excitement on the faces of those who had just been celebrating were instantly replaced by terror.

"That's right... Lord Wolf Fang was the Blood Claw Lord's most beloved son! The Blood Claw Lord will never let this