Nian Shutong spoke with some spiritual energy, finally making the initially frenzied people stop.
No one knows who was the first to kneel in the direction of Nian Shutong, but the others followed, not speaking, just bowing their heads heavily.
"Let's go."
Nian Shutong stood with her back to everyone, and the people behind all stood up, supporting each other as they left.
The group of people who had been following Nian Shutong did not intervene to stop them either. They didn't believe that keeping these people would pose any threat to Nian Shutong.
These people were right; they could be saved on a whim, but it's impossible to use them to threaten Nian Shutong.
Both sides tacitly watched that group of people walk away. Nian Shutong raised an arm into the night, and the phosphorescent Azure Dragon Crescent Blade appeared, for it had been a long time since she engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
"Come on!"
"What a spirit."
