A crisp gunshot pierced the sky.

The crowd instantly descended into chaos, and the refugees, no longer caring about registering, scattered and fled.

The bodyguard captain reacted extremely quickly; almost the instant the gunshot rang out, he had already jumped in front of the Holy Son.

The bullet grazed the bodyguard captain's shoulder, leaving a noticeable bloodstain.

The Holy Son, however, remained calm and showed no fear.

They weren't even surprised.

"The Holy Son has been attacked!"

"Protect the Holy Son!"

The two bodyguards immediately shielded the Holy Son behind them, while swiftly drawing their weapons in preparation for a counterattack.

They never expected that someone would actually dare to attack the Holy Son; they must be tired of living!

Zhang Tiedong's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

He never expected that his guard would attack the Holy Son of the sanctuary at such a critical moment.

He rushed toward the red-eyed guard, attempting to subdue him.

But the guards completely ignored Zhang Tiedong's attacks and continued to fire wildly at the Holy Son.

"Bang! Bang!"

The bodyguard captain intercepted all the bullets.

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the little girl among the refugees; she could sense the energy fluctuations emanating from the red-eyed guard.

This was a power she was familiar with—a superpower.

This guard actually possesses supernatural abilities, and the little girl quickly controls the guard to activate these abilities.

With a wave of his hand, the guard sent a huge boulder flying up and hurtling towards the Holy Son.

A bodyguard leaped high from the camel and kicked a huge rock to pieces.

Then, with lightning speed, he rushed over and grabbed the red-eyed guard by the neck.

No matter how desperately the red-eyed guards struggled, they could not break free.

Seeing that the situation was completely out of control, Zhang Tiedong quickly turned around, intending to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

The moment Zhang Tiedong turned around, he was shoved to the ground.

The other two Zhang family guards were also instantly subdued by the bodyguards, because they were wearing the same clothes as the murderer.

"So strong!"

Li Yu looked at the bodyguards in surprise.

Li Yu recognized the burly man lying on the ground, who was firmly under control, at a glance; he was Zhang Biao's personal bodyguard.

Li Yu was deeply impressed by this man, because the strong man had single-handedly overpowered a group of awakened people among the refugees.

Despite his immense strength, the burly man was easily subdued by the Holy Son's bodyguards, like a chick, without even having a chance to resist.

Moreover, Li Yu did not sense any energy fluctuations, which meant that the bodyguard completely overwhelmed Zhang Tiedong simply by relying on his physical strength.

In comparison, the Awakened in the shelter seem to be much stronger than ordinary Awakened.

Looking at the several Zhang family guards who had been subdued, Li Yu could hardly believe it.

Zhang Biao's guards actually dared to sneak into the crowd and attack the Holy Son in the refuge. I really don't know who gave them the guts.

"Ugh—! It's a misunderstanding." Zhang Tiedong, who was being firmly pinned to the ground, managed to explain with difficulty.

"Smack!"

The bodyguard slapped him hard across the face.

Zhang Tiedong's face swelled up instantly, and he could no longer utter a word.

"Take them away." At the bodyguard captain's command, the other bodyguards escorted the men through the gate.

The bodyguard captain was filled with rage. He touched his shoulder, which had been lacerated by a bullet, and there was still a deep bloodstain.

So close, so very close.

The bodyguard captain felt a sudden chill of fear.

What he was worried about was not the safety of the Holy Son, but himself.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stood in front of the Holy Son, blocking the bullet.

What if the bullet had hit not his shoulder, but the custom-made clothes the Holy Son was wearing?

His career as a bodyguard captain may have come to an end, and his life may have ended there.

He almost died.

"Your Holiness, please forgive me."

The bodyguard captain looked terrified and hurriedly knelt down in front of the Holy Son, his forehead pressed against the ground.

"Get up."

The Holy Son smiled and waved his hand gently, saying in a calm tone:

"This is not your fault. What happened today was clearly done on purpose."

The bodyguard captain slowly stood up, a hint of undisguised gratitude flashing in his eyes.

Since the Holy Son said so, it means that the matter is over, and at least his position and life are safe.

"Your Holiness, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation," the bodyguard captain said firmly.

The Holy Son nodded and said calmly, "We must follow the shelter's regulations."

"yes!"

The bodyguard captain saluted, then turned and quickly left.

After passing through the gate and entering the high walls, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed:

"Damn it, have you lost your mind? You dare to attack the Holy Son of the Sanctuary?"

"I really don't know how many eyes the King of Hell has."

The bodyguard captain strode quickly toward the place where the prisoners were being held.

He wanted to see who had the audacity to do that.

As the situation under the high wall was brought under control, the crowd regrouped.

The Holy Son, riding his rain camel, stood once again before the gates of the refuge, gently reassuring the crowd:

"Don't be afraid, everyone. The area around the shelter is still very safe."

"To express my apology, I will distribute 300 ml of holy water to everyone on behalf of the shelter. You are welcome to come and collect it."

Upon hearing this, the refugees all looked bewildered and exchanged glances.

What is a milliliter?

Does it mean 300 drops of water?

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