The one who kills must die, the one who injures or steals must be punished.
This set of three laws seems basic, but in fact, it is hard to achieve. However, the effects it brings are very evident, as history has proven.
Indeed, hearing Chen Mo's simple and blunt rules, the villagers nodded in agreement, as if it should have always been this way.
The outsiders also nodded in secret agreement.
"Alright." Chen Mo looked at the group of outsiders and said, "If you can accept my rules, you can register to join the village and receive my protection. If you cannot accept it, you should go back to where you came from."
As everyone hesitated, the sky brightened, and a ray of light appeared on the horizon. At that moment, the sky, like a red silk curtain, opened a corner, revealing an arc of the sun, steadily rising until the entire Fu Ze Village was enveloped in light, creating a magical scene.
Chen Mo donned a purple robe, with a halo of purple light around his head.
