The sage was determined to die.

Everyone looked at each other.

Yan Ming wasn't the only one who had seen the corpses. At Yan Ming's prompting glance, someone finally stepped forward and whispered, "...I know they left, but why did they die so quickly?"

Ji Bai showed no sadness on his face, which made him seem genuine. He calmly explained, "It was my mistake."

His words left the crowd somewhat confused.

Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Ji Bai said, "I told everyone before that they could leave at will, but I didn't expect this place to be so strange. After they left the group, they should have been teleported to other places, and then they were killed."

When Ji Bai said these words, his tone was flat and even, as if he were discussing what to have for dinner rather than life and death.

Those who already suspected Ji Bai of deliberately harming people were even more convinced of their suspicions.

However, naturally no one dared to offend him. Someone couldn't help but speak up, but in a very tactful tone, "...Everyone has their own fate. You can't possibly be responsible for them."

Ji Bai raised an eyebrow, looked at this completely unfamiliar person, and said, "Of course I won't take responsibility. I came here just to remind you that I already know how to obtain high-grade literary essence."

"Of course, if things go smoothly, you'll also get a share of any low- to mid-grade literary talents."

Ji Bai deliberately acted with great contempt, which reassured these people and made them feel relieved.

After all, compared to a smiling tiger with a pleasant demeanor, they prefer this kind of seemingly human but actually inhuman spoiled brat.

Everyone cursed inwardly, but on the surface they wore an expression of sudden realization.

In an instant, a cacophony of voices burst forth.

"Luckily I didn't go with them, or I'd be a corpse by now."

"Sigh, I even tried to persuade Brother Zeng that this place is extremely strange and that it would be safer to stay with everyone, but he wouldn't listen."

"Who can disagree? It's such a pity."

"Young Master Ji is truly kind-hearted. If he were a scholar from another major country, he wouldn't bother explaining these things to us."

Ji Bai touched his nose, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Why do you think that way? I'm just using you."

Everyone: "..."

While they were choked, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even though the person is right in front of you, you put on airs.

Ji Bai asked Yan Ming to relay a message, ordering them not to wander around anymore and to follow his arrangements. Of course, if they insisted on committing suicide, he wouldn't stop them.

Yan Ming was puzzled and said, "You're so close, why don't you just tell them directly?"

Ji Bai looked at him with disbelief and said, "How can a boss give orders directly? Shouldn't subordinates be allowed to relay them?"

Yan Ming gritted his teeth: "...Fine."

Ultimately, Yan Ming outsourced this task to Gongsun Yang.

Gongsun Yang's position was awkward. Although he was also a Jinshi from a small country, he was too close to Ji Bai and could not integrate into the circle of Jinshi from other small countries. He was also inferior to the Jinshi from Qi.

He was caught in the middle, neither side willing to listen to anyone, yet no one dared to show him any disrespect in public.

With a warm smile, he finished recounting Ji Bai's words, adding, "Actually, he was doing it for your own good."

"For our own good?"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and stood up, whispering in Gongsun Yang's ear, "Do you dare say that the deaths of those people have nothing to do with him? When have people from great nations ever treated people from small nations as human beings?"

Gongsun Yang narrowed his eyes, without answering the question.