"Please, please, spare me! I know I was wrong! We never meant to pressure Xiao Yi Xian. That shrew was the one who led us astray!"
Burning in the flames and suffering pain that pierced his heart, Mu She knelt on the ground and kowtowed again and again.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Isn't it all your fault that things ended up like this? You're the ones who killed my husband! Aaaah! My lord, you must see through every last detail! I was merely led astray by them!
I truly know I was wrong. Please give me another chance." Jin Lian's eyes widened in fury. After cursing back at him, she turned to Xiao Yan and kowtowed, tears and snot streaming down her face.
"You haven't realized you were wrong. You've realized you're going to die."
"You demon! Aaaah! I curse you to die a horrible death! Aaaah-" Seeing that she had no hope of surviving, the shrew endured the heart-piercing pain and threw back her head to curse at the sky.
Xiao Yan curled his lips, utterly unconcerned, then wrapped an arm around Xiao Yi Xian and turned to leave. Before leaving, he snapped his fingers. The flames that had been burning slowly instantly engulfed those people. Within a few breaths, nothing remained but a little ash.
Meanwhile, a heap of people lay sprawled every which way in the courtyard, gasping and groaning.
Their injuries ranged from superficial wounds to missing arms and legs.
Strangely, however, not one of the survivors cursed aloud. Instead, most of their eyes held nothing but relief at having escaped with their lives.
Only several minutes later, once Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian had completely vanished from sight, did the cries of pain among the crowd gradually rise.
"Where the hell did that