As the crowd stood there, uneasy and whispering various guesses, Zhao Tiezhu strode out and stood before them.
In an instant, everyone fell silent. Their expressions turned solemn, and their eyes were filled with dread. If they had previously thought him approachable and powerful, now they felt genuine fear. Even just standing there, his presence made them feel as though they were facing a formidable enemy, and their demeanor grew heavy.
Zhao Tiezhu scanned the circle, his voice chilling as he spoke:
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