After taking Stevenson to high altitude, Zhao Wuling cleared his throat.

"Everyone, stop for a moment. Let me introduce someone to you. His name is Stevenson."

Under Zhao Wuling's voice, everyone's attention was on him.

And Stuyvesant finally found the feeling of being watched that he should have in other places.

That sense of déjà vu that attracts everyone’s attention.

Stevenson finally found this feeling, took a deep breath, and then introduced it to everyone.

"My dear Stevenson, on the order of Master Salor, I came here specifically to purchase Yuntu. Master Salor has plenty of money. You may consider withdrawing."

Stevenson's words were like a thunder in everyone's ears.

Countless people sent from the floating city looked up at this man who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

"Where did this bastard come from? Don't you know that the Lord of Light has already determined the price and does not allow looting?"

"Who knows, there are always those idiots who don't know the heights of the world."

"Wait a minute, I think Zhao Wuling is about to do something big.

This look is wrong, and the process is wrong. Have you ever seen anyone bring the buyer out specifically?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly wanted to watch a show.

Zhao Wuling stared at the sky one by one, looking forward to what kind of words he could say.

After Zhao Wuling introduced himself to Stevenson, he reached out and held his shoulder.

"Just now, I learned some news from Stevenson."

"On the carriage he came on, there were two girls. He said they were given to him by others without any money."

"When I watched it, the two mother and daughter hugged each other and cried, haha."

If it were applied to other people, at this time, you should feel that something is wrong.

But Stuyvesant didn't, he looked proud.

"That's not true. That's a good mother and daughter."

Zhao Wuling's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he grabbed Stevenson's neck. Like a wave of faith, he immediately restrained Stevenson, and his palms gradually tightened.

"So, you are proud?"

"Destroy a person's innocence, tarnish a good family, and ruin a family's peace. Are you proud of what you have done?"

Stevenson's expression suddenly changed at this moment.

He wanted to struggle, but his body couldn't do anything.

"Let me go!"

"Do you know who is behind me, Lord Salol!"

"As long as I say a word, Master Salor won't mind coming over and killing you!"

Zhao Wuling was like carrying a chicken, feeling the opponent's weak strength and no longer anxious.

Turning around to look at everyone present.

"Please remember clearly today that what I, the Lord of Light, dislike the most is bullying the weak. Today, I will use this person's head to show you all."

"If you have the same behavior, change it immediately and provide adequate compensation.

I can think of it as the end of my life and not argue with you.

If you don’t do this, the temple of our Lord Light will always open its doors to you.”

"After today, anyone who behaves like this again will be my sworn enemy of the Temple of Light."

After saying that, Zhao Wuling exerted force on his hands.

Stevenson struggled hard, trying to get away, but he was wrapped in such a majestic power of faith and couldn't move.

"Let me go!"

"You are worrying about your mother here for such a trivial matter!"

"I can tell you, everyone in Darrow City behaves like this. If you have the skills, you can catch them all!"

Before Stevenson could speak, Zhao Wuling immediately strangled his neck.

He shook off the blood on his hand with a calm expression.

"Since Darrow City is like this, Darrow City will never have any cooperation with the Light Lord Temple from now on."

"If you think my words won't work, then wait until the Lord of Light makes the decision himself."

Among the crowd, a messenger from Darrow City quickly stepped forward with a sincere look on his face.

"Lord Zhao Wuling, please calm down. Although there are many merchants in Daro City, not everyone is like this. Only Salol bullies men and dominates women, and does all the unscrupulous things!"

Zhao Wuling glanced at this man.

"That's easy to do. When will you clean up these scum in Daro City and contact me, the Light Lord's Temple? Someone, please send this distinguished guest from Daro City."

Zhao Wuling was really angry and his words were very domineering.

The many messengers present shrank their heads and quickly sent messages to their floating city lords to explain what happened today.

Only the messenger from Daro City seemed to have been drained of all his strength and looked at Zhao Wuling with a look of despair.

"Do you take what you say seriously? As long as we get rid of scum like Salol, will you give me the cloud and soil trade in Darrow City?"

Zhao Wuling glanced at him.

"I, the Lord of Light, always do what I say."

The messenger from Daro City gritted his teeth and saluted Zhao Wuling.

"Then I beg you, Lord Zhao Wuling, to do us a favor. Can everyone here conceal today's events for the time being? If Salol is alerted and he is prepared, I'm afraid that the people will not be able to survive by then."

"I hope..." Zhao Wuling said directly.

"The prodigal son returns with gold, so since Daro City is interested, all of you here should please keep your mouths shut.

How about we wait until they complete the encirclement and suppression to discuss it?"

A group of people nodded quickly.

Is there anyone who dares not nod now?

With such cheap cloud soil and such an honest seller, who is willing to miss it?

"Yes, we all follow Master Zhao Wuling's orders."

The messengers present were all extremely lucky. Fortunately, it was Darrow City that caused the trouble. They had to send the news back quickly and let the city lord correct it.

In such a world where the jungle prevails, it is extremely normal for men to bully men and women.

The Temple of Light Lord is a heresy.

After confirming that everyone else was fine, Zhao Wuling threw the photo stone in his hand into the sky. All the words he had asked Stevenson before appeared in the sky.

"These are all evidence of guilt. After reading them today, I hope you will keep them in mind and never violate the rules of my Lord of Light's temple."

Everyone present nodded.

As Stuyvesant's body fell into the endless abyss without boundaries in the fairy world, the coachman leaned on the side of the carriage at that moment, holding the wheel with his hand, and burst into tears.

The shrill wails and roars are like madness.

No one could understand the ups and downs of emotions in his heart.

The members of the Light Lord Temple on the side also accompanied him silently. They waited until he had cried enough and struggled enough before taking him into the Canglan Star Territory.

In a quaint-looking courtyard, the coachman saw his wife and daughter again. They had put on brand new clothes. Although they looked elegant, their eyes were filled with tears.

As he looked around, a hint of resentment and grievance filled the space between his eyebrows.

When the coachman saw this scene, he felt extremely heartbroken.
Chapter completed!