Their hearts had already been racing, but that cry of "Assassin!" sent them soaring to new heights.
The harrowing scenes of the previous night were still vivid in their minds. For a moment, nearly every official stared toward the inn's entrance in terror!
Yet-
One glance was all it took for the officials to freeze awkwardly in place.
A crowd of martial artists had knelt outside the door in perfect unison. At a glance, there was nothing but a dark sea of closely packed backs of heads.
Those "backs of heads" were still wailing, "Your Majesty, please uphold justice for us!!"
More than a dozen martial artists with profound internal energy wailed together, making everyone's ears buzz.
"Oh..."
The officials breathed a sigh of relief. So they were here to seek redress...
Before they could finish exhaling, their hearts jumped back into their throats. Why was everyone in this Xian Town either a member of the Demon Cult or burdened by an injustice?!
Jiang Yanchuan's expression also froze briefly at this turn of events. "Rise."
The martial artists kneeling outside hesitated for a moment, then stood up in twos and threes.
Rather than Xian Town, this place was far more widely known by its sinister name: the Valley of Villains.
If these people of the Righteous Path had not truly been driven into a dead end, why would they have plunged into a place like this to hide away from the world?
After spending years tucked away here, they had slowly accepted their circumstances, believing they would muddle through the rest of their lives like this, but...
Their gazes involuntarily drifted toward Yue Henqing in the main hall.
He had spent years moving about the Valley of Villains and was the most conspicuous "oddity" among them.
He had never abandoned