These people were clearly unfortunate souls from the Spirit-Taming World, forcibly abducted by the Yaksha and reduced to slaves and servants, living in misery and sorrow.
When they first ran into the great hall, every one of them was jubilant, believing they had found their saviors.
But when they saw Mannali's wretched condition on the steps, their expressions turned sorrowful and angry. They hurried over and asked, "Who did this to you?"
Fang Qianyuan looked at them. "What's wrong with them? Something seems off."
Lin Zaixing wore a strange expression. "These people seem to have had their minds bewitched!"
At last, they too realized something was wrong. They looked at Fang Qianyuan, seated impassively at the head of the hall, and Lin Zaixing standing beside him. "It was you!"
"Why are you so cruel? How could you hurt Mannali?"
"Ah, Mannali, you're bleeding! Quick, get a physician!"
Ye'e Mannali finally managed to stop trembling and clambered up from the floor, snapping, "All of you, shut up!"
She had already realized how powerful Fang Qianyuan was and feared provoking him and bringing death upon herself.
These people were useful pawns, but they had clearly appeared at the wrong time.
Fang Qianyuan looked at her with cold eyes. "Bewitching people's hearts. What a vile demon!"
One Spirit Tamer asked in a trembling voice, "Young Master Fang, why would you say that? Although Mannali was born a Yaksha, she's a good person. Please don't hurt her anymore!"
"That's right! Such a beautiful woman, rising from the mud unstained. If not for her, the other Yaksha would have eaten us long ago!"
"She's our benefactor!"
They were all deeply displeased with Fang Qianyuan, their initial ecstasy at seeing him completely gone.
Judging by their expressions, they still recognized the gulf between themselves and him