The dozens of cultivators standing nearby stared at the rolling head in mute horror, then swung furious eyes toward Jared.
Several of them started forward, intent on revenge, but the same woman threw herself in their path, arms outstretched.
"No one moves!" she shouted. "He brought this on himself. Our savior did nothing wrong!"
Jared's cold gaze swept across the crowd. "I saved every one of your lives, I can reclaim them whenever I please. If you're so eager to die, feel free to take back your own item pouches."
His words struck harder than any sword stroke, every cultivator lowered his head and fell silent, none daring to lift a hand. They had witnessed his power firsthand and knew all too well what defiance would cost.
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