The villains are redeemed, and the heroines cry and beg for forgiveness.

But when they finally saw who the hoarse voice belonged to, their fear turned into terror.

"It's that devil!"

"He is back!"

"That devil is back!"

A commotion immediately broke out at the scene.

Many people trembled and could barely stand.

Many people also slowly retreated, trying to escape unnoticed, hoping that those blocking their way would attract the attention of the "devil."

But everyone still clung tightly to the bowl filled with blood.

"Why!"

Gu Ran's eyes were bloodshot.

In fact, he had some guesses in his heart, but those guesses were too absurd, too ridiculous, and too cruel.

Rather than questioning the people in front of him, it would be more accurate to say that he was venting the fire in his heart.

Gu Ran used his telekinesis to pull a seemingly honest middle-aged man in front of him.

"He once defended Azure Dragon City, did you know that?"

Gu Ran looked at the timid middle-aged man in front of her, her voice softening and becoming gentle.

He seemed afraid that his fierce appearance would frighten the "father" or "husband" in front of him. His family must be waiting for him to come home and bring back "good news".

"Die! Die! You traitors who colluded with the demons of the abyss and betrayed Azure Dragon City!"

Suddenly, a string that had been taut for so long seemed to snap in the middle-aged man, and he burst into tears, but his expression was one of madness.

"Without you all, Azure Dragon City would never have become such a terrible place!"

He shouted loudly.

"Why don't you all just die?!"

"Why do you devils have such high talent?!"

"Why are you traitors hogging so many resources in Azure Dragon City?!"

Why should we have to live in slums generation after generation?!

Why should we be looked down upon by you forever?!

The anger and resentment that had accumulated over the decades seemed to erupt at this moment.

After the anger subsided, the middle-aged man's fear seemed to regain its advantage.

He pleaded, "Please don't take this bowl of blood from me, it's the hope of our whole family."

“My son is still at home waiting for me to bring it back. He doesn’t have the same talent as you. This is his last hope to become a martial artist, and it’s also our family’s last hope.”

Gu Ran found it both laughable and absurd.

The other party was actually using this reason to beg him.

"You believe this bowl of blood can make your son a martial artist? Who told you that?"

The middle-aged man said matter-of-factly, "This is confirmed by the Martial Arts Alliance itself. These people have very high talent, and because they are in league with the Abyss Demons, their blood is no longer human. As long as you drink their blood, you can improve your martial arts talent. People who were originally unable to become martial artists can become martial artists because of this."

Gu Ran's eyes were filled with sorrow: "So you believed the Martial Arts Alliance because they said that? The Martial Arts Alliance is actually lying to you. Their blood is just ordinary blood, nothing special. Drinking it will not improve your talent."

The middle-aged man was taken aback: "Are you lying to us?"

Immediately, he shook his head: "How could that be? How could the Martial Arts Alliance lie to us? That's the Martial Arts Alliance! It's full of the strongest martial artists in Canglong City, all of them are high-ranking martial arts masters. How could they possibly lie to us? We lowly commoners are not worth deceiving in the eyes of those adults."

The middle-aged man looked shrewd and didn't believe Gu Ran at all.

Gu Ran used his telekinetic power to restrain everyone present, and then brought Wu Shengyuan from the back to the front.

"You should know him, right? Even if you don't, it doesn't matter. I'll tell you now that he is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Wu Shengyuan, whom you mentioned. What if he tells you that all of this is fake and that this blood has no effect on improving talent?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Shengyuan, who had been turned into a human pig, with trembling eyes, and then an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"It really is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he looks exactly like the one in the poster."

"But what happened to you, Alliance Leader?"

Wu Shengyuan opened his eyes, glanced at Gu Ran, then at the middle-aged man, and at the scene, and smiled.

"That's right, I am indeed Wu Shengyuan, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. The claim that the blood of those 'Demon Children' who follow Gu Ran can enhance their talents is actually false. I had someone spread this rumor. That blood is just ordinary blood. No matter how much you drink, it will not enhance your talents and turn you into martial artists!"

Wu Shengyuan did not hide the fact that he had deceived them and cooperated fully with Gu Ran's clarification.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

It's as if the machine hasn't received any "signals" to debunk the rumors.

Then, the "signal" finally arrived, allowing the middle-aged man to connect successfully.

"No... that's not how it is. You're lying to me, aren't you? How could the blood of the 'Child of the Demon' be ordinary blood? The Martial Arts Alliance said so themselves... How could such important figures as you deceive lowly commoners like us who have no value?"

The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed at Wu Shengyuan with great anticipation.

It seems like they're waiting for the other person to take back what they just said and say it was just a "joke".

"Oh dear, you're talking about the Martial Arts Alliance, but I'm the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. You could say I am the Martial Arts Alliance! What I say should be more credible than what the others in the Martial Arts Alliance say. Besides, what the others say is actually what I ordered them to do. No one knows the truth better than me."

Wu Shengyuan seemed somewhat annoyed that this ignorant commoner in front of him did not believe him, so he explained it in detail again.

"No! You must be lying to me!"

The middle-aged man roared, "You're definitely not the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance! You're an illusion created by this demon to deceive me!"

"It's fake! It's fake! Everything you're saying is a lie!"

"Only what the Martial Arts Alliance says is true!"

Wu Shengyuan glanced at Gu Ran and sighed helplessly: "You see, I'm the one who said it, but others seem to only recognize what they think is right."

"For them, my lies gave them a beautiful expectation, as if a long-awaited dream was about to be within reach, while my truth plunged them into the cruel reality. How cruel it is."

Wu Shengyuan said meaningfully, "You always think that I caused Canglong City to be in this state, and that if it weren't for me, Canglong City would immediately return to its original state, but is that really the case?"

"I merely gave the people of Canglong City the result they wanted. Ultimately, it was all their own choice. I simply brought out their deepest desires."

"I have guided the current situation, but I cannot control it. The only thing that can control this situation is the hearts of the people of Canglong City. If the people of Canglong City do not want something, even if it is delivered to them in person, they will still throw it away like garbage."

"Aren't you witnessing this process right now?"

"Gu Ran, humans are simply not worth it."

Gu Ran remained silent.

At this moment, the middle-aged man is like a punctured balloon, and the gas leaking out is all the hope he has for life.

The process of leakage is the process of his continuous release of emotions.

After the middle-aged man finished his angry roar, his energy and spirit completely collapsed, and only tears continued to flow.

"They're lying to me, all of them are lying to me. As long as I take this bowl of blood back, my son will definitely become a martial artist, and our whole family will move to the inner city..."

"Hahaha, our family will definitely move to the inner city to enjoy a life of luxury. Only then can we truly be called human beings... If this blood has no effect, then I've wasted my time informing on you..."

The middle-aged man was both crying and laughing.

"Hahaha, so all my efforts have been in vain? What was the point of all this? In the end, my family is still in this slum, my family is still the lowest of the low..."

"Why is this world so unfair?!"

Gu Ran looked at the middle-aged man as if he were a clown who could never experience happiness.

Then, the sympathy in his eyes slowly faded.

"You just said you were a snitch? That inspector came because of your snitching?"

The middle-aged man said weakly, "Yes, that 'son of the devil' somehow escaped execution and ran to our street. He begged us not to tell the inspector, but how could we? Only the inspector is qualified to handle the blood of these 'sons of the devil'."

"If we handle the 'Child of the Devil' privately, it will definitely be very dangerous since he has no superpowers or martial arts strength. Not only will it be a waste when distributing his blood, but it will also violate the rules of the Martial Arts Alliance."

Moreover, with so many of us, it would be difficult to distribute the spoils ourselves, and we might even end up fighting. Besides, this "Demon Child" was discovered by everyone together, so asking the Inspector to help us execute this "Demon Child" and then distribute the spoils fairly is the best option.

"Finally, after my persuasion, everyone agreed."

“Child of the Devil…” Gu Ran’s face wore a sarcastic smile.

He could guess that this was definitely a fabrication by the Martial Arts Alliance led by Wu Shengyuan to frame his student.

Finally, Gu Ran looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes gradually turning cold, and asked the question that the middle-aged man had never answered.

"He's not some 'son of the devil.' He once protected Azure Dragon City, you know that?"

The middle-aged man's face regained some vitality, and he immediately spat.

"He is absolutely the 'son of the devil'!"

"He is definitely a traitor to Azure Dragon City!"

Even if it doesn't enhance my martial arts talent, I'll still drink his blood!

The middle-aged man seemed to have transferred all his hatred and disgust to this place. It seemed that as long as this so-called "son of the devil" died, even if his son's martial arts talent did not improve, his family's life would be better.

Bang!