There were fewer and fewer people on the streets, and the sky grew increasingly dark. Even now, that darkness continued to spread, endlessly, without pause.
Some time later, no one remained on the main street except a few bound men and Su Jiu's group of four.
A strand of spiritual qi spilled from Feng Qi's fingertip, immediately undoing the men's bonds.
The men looked at the empty street, then at Feng Qi and the others. "What exactly are you trying to do?"
Feng Qi spread his hands. "Weren't you the ones who attacked first?"
"I mean, what did you do to the city's residents?"
"You sound rather worried about them."
"Who's worried about them?" Their leader thought for a moment, then added, "It's a grave taboo for cultivators to harm mortals. Your cultivation seems pretty high, so I advise you not to do anything foolish."
Su Jiu seemed to understand something. "So robbery was just your excuse? You only resorted to this because you wanted to protect the city's residents?"
Feng Qi, who had noticed their ears turning slightly red, fell silent.
"I already said it wasn't to protect them! So where exactly did you teleport those people?"
Su Jiu fell silent. So they were righteous souls with rather dull wits and a stubborn little streak...
"To another continent, to help them escape this place."
The cultivator leading them looked at Su Jiu and the others with a gaze that said, Don't think you can fool me.
Su Jiu felt stifled. "Did you not explain things clearly enough earlier?"
The corner of Feng Qi's mouth twitched. "I believe there's nothing wrong with my ability to express myself. The same goes for the cultivators who helped."
Su Jiu nodded, unwilling to waste any more words arguing with these fools. After all,