Kill Without Mercy, Lin Ming's Decision!

The enforcement team members were all at least Sixth Tier martial artists. Dealing with these Western refugees, most of whom had not even reached Third Tier, was child's play.

At the city gate, the Westerners still waiting in line to enter received the expulsion order as well. They immediately erupted in uproar, furiously hurling insults at Lin Ming and the people of Peak Martial Arts Hall.

"You Dragon Nation people are too selfish! What right do you have to monopolize the resources?"

"Ninth Tier powerhouses should protect all humanity! You Dragon Nation people can't be this selfish!"

"We demand an explanation! You can't treat us like this!"

Just then, a powerful aura rose from among the Western crowd! An elderly Black man in a black robe, holding a gemstone-studded staff, slowly stepped forward. His aura had astonishingly reached Eighth Tier!

He was Charles, the leader of the Western Survivor Alliance, who called himself the "Pope."

He walked up to Lin Ming, his expression dark and his voice carrying suppressed fury.

"Mr. Lin Ming, I know you are a gifted powerhouse of Dragon Nation, and I respect your strength. But what you have done today has gone too far! We Westerners traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge here because we trusted and placed our hopes in Dragon Nation! Yet you intend to drive us all out of the city? Is this how Dragon Nation treats its guests?"

"We are not asking for much. We only need one-third of the entry slots! That is not excessive, is it? Dragon Nation has so many Ninth Tier powerhouses, the Peak Tower, and abundant resources. What difference would it make to give us one-third? Must you Dragon Nation people really stand by and watch us Westerners go extinct?"

Charles's voice carried both tragic pleading