Chapter 725: Chapter 208: San Qing Supreme Demon! The Evil God of the Great Yan Dynasty! (6000 Major Chapter Subscription Request)_1

The scene that unraveled before their eyes was beyond comprehension... They watched in disbelief as the lackeys of the dog-meat Magistrate scattered in all directions like celestials scattering flowers from the heavens.

Then, they saw those people slam onto the ground just like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Hiss!!!

Just looking at it made one’s whole body ache, wondering how many bones those people had broken from the fall.

The biggest question now was, what exactly was going on?

Why did those people suddenly fly out?

What force had flung them away?

How could an inn that had been perfectly fine a moment ago collapse in the blink of an eye?

Question after question swirled in the minds of all the onlooking villagers, leaving their faces filled with utter confusion, and their hearts with endless astonishment.

An onlooker from Iron Mountain County was choked by the billowing dust, coughing repeatedly as he struggled to say, "Cough... cough cough cough... How did this inn collapse all of a sudden? What’s with those people? It’s like seeing ghosts in broad daylight, I’ve never seen anything like it!"

"Ghosts in broad daylight? This is the Immortal Gods showing their power!" retorted someone excitedly beside him, "Those dog-meat Magistrate’s lackeys, every one of them got what they deserved! They’ve done so many evil deeds, now it’s time for their retribution."

"Exactly! It must be the Immortal Gods manifesting. Even the Immortal Gods couldn’t stand by and watch them do those things. Hahaha! Serves them right!"

"Speaking of which, what about the four ’rebels’ inside the inn?"

"Is it possible that this was the ruckus caused by those four ’rebels’?"

"Ah? Have you lost your mind? Such divine power... How could it be the work of a few outsiders?"

"Well, that’s not necessarily true!"

"All I can say is that it’s so satisfying to see these lackeys meet such a good end! It’s exhilarating! Haha! Tonight, I’ll definitely drink three large bowls of wine to celebrate properly!"

"If only that dog-meat Magistrate could also receive such retribution, when will Heaven stand up for us?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"..."

The current spectacle... not only shocked the onlookers but also filled them with malicious glee. This scene was an absolute delight to witness!

They fantasized all the time about one day when the lackeys of the dog-meat Magistrate would get their just deserts.

Unfortunately, fantasies were just fantasies; the lackeys never faced retribution, nor did they suffer the wrath of Heaven. They still lived carefree lives, continuing to oppress the villagers.

However... their fantasies seemed to come to life today as the lackeys finally got their retribution!

How satisfying was that?

Especially seeing those dog-meat Magistrate’s lackeys rolling on the ground and wailing, the feeling of pleasure was inexplicably satisfying.

If allowed, they would have loved to add a few kicks of their own.

It’s just that they didn’t have the courage, for if they did, they would have rebelled long ago. Would they still be here relishing in others’ misfortunes?

Amongst the jubilant crowd, there was one person whose feelings were the most complicated.

That person was the owner of the inn.

"My... my inn..." the Innkeeper muttered blankly, "My inn is gone..."

The inn that he had worked so hard to build was now leveled to the ground, not even leaving him a single wall standing.

What to say?

The Innkeeper was not angry, because the entity capable of such destruction was not something he even qualified to be angry at. If this truly was an act of the Immortal Gods, wouldn’t his anger be directed at an Immortal God?

Even he himself was unclear on how exactly to articulate his current feelings.

Regret?

Joy?

Sadness?

It seemed to be a mix of all these emotions.

"That’s right... that’s right... Regardless, my inn wouldn’t have survived, better destroyed than falling into the hands of that dog-meat Magistrate and benefiting him," whispered the Innkeeper as he consoled himself softly.

And this wasn’t really consolation, after all, because he felt there was truth in his words.

Because... with such an incident at the inn, the dog-meat Magistrate would certainly not let this opportunity pass to make a big fuss about it, aiming to seize the inn without spending a penny.

Moreover, with his plan to flee Iron Mountain County, that dog-meat Magistrate would be even less likely to let go of the inn. After all, this was a juicy piece of flesh right before his eyes.

Any normal person with a brain wouldn’t pass it up.

With this thought, he felt much more comfortable in his heart.

Furthermore, all the gold and silver in the inn had been taken by him, and he had even filched a portion of the tax silver. Plus, he presumed his family had taken some belongings from home.

With this silver, setting up another inn in a different county and continuing the inn business was not out of the question.

He still had the capital to start over.

Though he felt somewhat pained for his inn, the fact that it was his inn that fell and not his life was consolation enough.