Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

The third way.

"May the Dragon Master die a horrible death!!!"

Yao Feng's face turned deathly pale.

An old man took a step forward, his cane striking the ground in front of Yao Feng with a dull thud.

"Lord Dragon Master, not a single person from Fanghu survived. Do you know why?"

Yao Feng opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"I...we..."

The old man waited a few seconds but received no reply, so he raised his cane and slammed it hard on Yao Feng's shoulder.

Yao Feng groaned and fell to the ground.

The old man's cane was still trembling, but his voice was steady.

"This blow was delivered on behalf of my grandson."

The silence was broken, as if releasing a signal—a signal that it was permissible to attack the Dragon Master at will.

People from the surrounding area flocked over, eager to get a turn!

"And my daughter!"

"And my father!"

"And my brother too!"

The crowd began to surge wildly, and someone rushed out from the crowd and kicked Zhuo Si.

"This kick was for my sister!"

Another person rushed forward and slapped Mei Ming across the face.

"This slap is on behalf of my boss!"

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

"I want to fight too!"

"One person, one turn! I'll join too!"

"Make way! It's my turn!"

The crowd surged toward the three dragon masters like madmen, throwing fists, slaps, brooms, and some even pulled out a rolling pin from somewhere.

"Don't kill him! If you kill him, there won't be any left to fight!"

"Line up! One person at a time!"

"Does anyone have a rope? Tie them up and beat them! Don't let them escape!"

The Yunqi soldiers stood on the perimeter, looking at each other in bewilderment.

A young Cloud Rider gripped his sword tightly and looked at his captain.

"Captain, should we... stop them?"

The captain glanced at him, then at the dragon masters who were being ganged up on, and remained silent for two seconds.

"What are you stopping us for? Didn't you hear me? One person at a time, we'll go up after they're done fighting."

The young Cloud Rider was taken aback.

"Us? We can fight too?"

The captain didn't answer, but simply tucked the knife into his waistband and loosened his wrist.

The young Cloud Riders understood.

He put the knife away and clenched his fist.

In the crowd, a fox-woman pushed her way to the front. Her ears were standing straight up, her eyes were red, and she was clutching a kitchen knife that she had somehow acquired.

"Make way! Let me in!"

The people around her quickly pulled her back: "A kitchen knife won't do! Use your fists! Use your fists!"

"I'm going to use a kitchen knife! My husband died because of them!!"

"You can't use a kitchen knife! It's too bloody! Lord Dragon is watching!"

The fox-woman turned and glanced at Lord Huyuan standing on the steps.

Hu Yuanjun was looking at her and nodded expressionlessly.

The fox-woman paused for a second, then laughed excitedly! She turned around, raised the kitchen knife, and rushed towards Mei Ming's direction.

"Give me back my husband—!!!"

In the end, the fox-woman was stopped and her kitchen knife was confiscated, but she was so angry that she bit Mei Ming hard with her upper teeth.

The chaos in front of the general's mansion was far more than this.

Before long, Master Long was beaten black and blue, and the men were covered in bruises. They had kicked and punched him, using all sorts of dirty tricks on him.

However, the crowd's anger did not subside at all because of the so-called "one person, one hit" incident; on the contrary, it burned even more fiercely.

Do you know what happened to those who were sent away?

"They turned into insects! I saw it in the video! Those petri dishes! Those insects! Those... those were once our relatives!"

"They weren't even properly carved! They became food for the insects!"

"In the end, we all became food for the insects!"

"Dragon Masters...do you sleep well at night? Don't you have nightmares?"

"Do you feel guilty when you think about the people who died because of you?!"

Zhuo Si lay on the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His consciousness was beginning to blur, but he heard one sentence very clearly.

It was a child's voice.

The voice was very immature and not very clear, but it was particularly jarring in the noisy crowd.

"Mom, why did they want to hurt us?"

Zhuo Si struggled to lift his head and saw a fox-person child, about five or six years old, being led by a fox-person woman, standing not far away.

The child's eyes were filled with confusion and grievance.

"Aren't we all people of Fanghu? Why are they doing this?"

The fox-woman looked coldly at the Dragon Master and said, "Because they are not worthy to be people of the Immortal Ship."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Si felt an indescribable resentment...

They haven't done anything, none of this has happened, so why should they bear this infamy...?

He was unconvinced, unwilling to accept it...!

No matter how unwilling the Dragon Master was, the Fanghu people's anger would not diminish in the slightest.

Clearly, Lord Huyuan wanted them to bear the wrath of the people of Fanghu themselves.

After the Cloud Cavalry captain finished stretching his wrists and was about to step forward, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Excuse me."

The captain turned around and saw a person walking out of the crowd.

The woman was wearing a white coat with the Fanghu Medical Clinic's logo embroidered on the cuffs, and several medicine pouches were attached to her waist. Her ears were drooping, her eyes were red and swollen, but her expression was calm.

It's that person in the video... the deputy controlled by Ruan Mei.

Luo Ran, the chief physician of Fanghu Longzun.

The crowd automatically parted to make way.

Luo Ran walked up to Yao Feng, squatted down, and looked at him.

Yao Feng opened his swollen eyes and saw Luo Ran's face, his body trembling violently.

"Luo...Luo Ran...you...you were controlled by Ruan Mei...that has nothing to do with me...you can't blame me..."

Luo Ran did not answer.

She just stared at him for a long time.

Then she reached out and pulled a silver needle from her waist.

Yao Feng's pupils contracted sharply: "You... what are you going to do?"

Luo Ran held the silver needles up to Yao Feng so that he could see clearly what she was holding.

“This needle is the medium through which Ruan Mei controls me,” she said softly but steadily, with a hint of amusement at the end, “and now I’m using it to save you.”

"No... wait..."

"You're welcome!"

Luo Ran smiled as she inserted the silver needles into the Dragon Master's body, then casually stuffed a few pills into their mouths.

Under the influence of the silver needles, they didn't even have the ability to refuse to swallow.

The silver needles, adorned with lacquer, moved across the Dragon Master's body.

Her technique was extremely precise; each needle landed precisely on the acupoint, neither too deep nor too shallow, just enough to maximize the medicinal effect.

Master Long's body trembled violently. His broken ribs rejoined under the influence of the medicine, the bleeding from the corner of his mouth stopped, and his breathing became steady.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yao Feng regained consciousness from the brink of death.

He opened his eyes and saw Luo Ran smiling at him.

"How are you feeling?" Luo Ran asked.

Yao Feng opened his mouth and realized he could speak: "You... what exactly do you want?"

Luo Ran did not answer. She stood up, took two steps back, and then looked at the Fanghu people around her.

"Okay, next one."

The crowd was silent for a second, then erupted in wild cheers!