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"": "As he spoke, the Land Guard named Liu Xiang took a few steps forward, stared coldly at Mo Qian, and said, "Being Town Chief takes qualifications and finesse, not sheer recklessness. Yes, you rushed out two days ago, shoved Li Yuan into the fire, and forced the Poison Cat out, but plenty of people could have done that."
"You merely happened to encounter the Town Chief on his deathbed. He had no choice but to entrust that information to you."
"What you should be doing now is sharing that information and explaining how to deal with the danger posed by the Evil Spirits, not demanding to become Town Chief the moment you open your mouth. Do you understand?"
Mo Qian glanced at Liu Xiang.
Mo Qian moved.
He was astonishingly fast. Everyone saw him reach Liu Xiang, but no one had the time or opportunity to react.
A thin line of blood appeared across Liu Xiang's neck.
As Mo Qian stepped back beside Lu Fu's corpse, blood poured from that line like a waterfall.
Liu Xiang clutched his neck desperately and dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Well, one person raised an objection. Now he has none. Who else objects to me becoming Town Chief? Speak up. As long as I think your argument makes sense, you can be Town Chief." Mo Qian wiped his fingers on the front of his clothes.
Mo Qian had demonstrated exactly what it meant to make an example of someone.
For a moment, all the Town Residents on both sides of the road fell utterly silent.
Luo Bin and Gu Yiren were also in the crowd.
Gu Yiren's face was pale.
She looked frightened, but that was not actually the reason.
There was a wound on the inside