Their faces were ashen, their bodies trembling, like a flock of lambs to the slaughter, their eyes filled with fear and pleading.
Fang Han coldly looked at the dark mass of people kneeling on the ground, and snorted, his voice filled with authority and disdain: "You people are nothing but small fry. I can spare your lives. But listen to me carefully: you'd better not provoke me or the Fang family again, or I will show no mercy!"
Fang Han was not a bloodthirsty person; he knew that these minor figures in the Zhao family were not directly involved in the plot to poison him.
Moreover, he had already killed Zhao Jian and all the culprits who broke into the Fang family's ancestral tomb, which could be considered as getting justice for the Fang family.
Therefore, he felt there was no need to exterminate these insignificant people.
"Thank you, Mr. Fang."
Upon hearing Fang Han's words, Zhao Xiaohei, Zhao Yuanbiao, and other members of the Zhao family felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They quickly got up from the ground and then hurriedly slipped away without looking back.
Although these people were also members of the Zhao family, they understood that if Zhao Wu and Zhao Ziyi were still alive, they might be able to use the power of the Demon Suppression Army and the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect to kill Fang Han and the Fang family.
However, the situation was now clear: Fang Han was too powerful, and they were unwilling to risk participating in this hopeless battle.
Many of them had secretly made up their minds not to stay in Yanming City, this place of trouble.
They planned to pack up their valuables as soon as possible, take their families and flee far away from this bloody conflict, to a place where no one knew them, and start a new life.
Soon, only Fang Han's group, Zhao Wu, and the two divine generals Zhou Yun and Cao Hai remained on the scene.
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