The crowd all around was stirred up!
He Gandang frowned as well!
"Since everyone agrees, tell me He Xiaowu's crimes one by one, so I can mete out justice!"
Yang Tian calmly watched He Gandang, who had nothing left to say. The man knew things had gotten out of hand.
Yang Tian had come here for nothing more than a way to settle this once and for all.
It seemed he had found one!
Killing was the most direct way to solve a problem, but solving a problem did not necessarily require killing.
Unless there was no other choice, and the culprit was evil beyond redemption.
Clearly, He Xiaowu already qualified as evil beyond redemption, but Yang Tian still wanted to try reforming him.
If He Xiaowu could not be reformed, Yang Tian did not want to kill him himself either. He would simply throw He Xiaowu into the Demon Race's army and let them finish him off.
He would kill with a borrowed blade... or a borrowed demon!
Then an old man stepped forward.
He pointed at He Xiaowu in agitation. He was so old that Yang Tian feared he might get too worked up and suddenly drop dead.
"It was this beast! My son only bumped into him, and he beat him to death!"
"I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his blood, and skin him alive..."
The old man pointed at He Xiaowu and cursed him bitterly.
"My poor boy! He was our family's only child!"
Finally, the old man threw his head back and cried out in anguish, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
"Heh, he dared to bump into me. I only taught him a little lesson. How was I supposed to know he couldn't take a beating?"
He Xiaowu looked at the