"Quick! Quick, hold him down! Ow, this little brat bit me again!"
Amidst the chaotic crowd, a sudden shout rang out, and Jiang Yuan swooped down from mid-air, with the Bright Moon Sword automatically sheathing itself with a "swish".
He quickly took out a Spirit Stone and swiftly placed it in the hand of a roughly seven or eight-year-old boy, who was fiercely biting his own father.
The child, sensing the rich Spiritual Energy, calmed down and greedily clung to the Spirit Stone, sucking on it, showing no aggression.
"Whoa, this young man just dropped from the sky!"
"From the sky? Really? I was too focused on the kid acting like a hungry wolf and didn't see it. How did he fall?"
"Shhh! He might be in cahoots with the Sect Leader!"
"And you still call him Sect Leader! Are you out of your mind? That Lu guy screwed everyone over like this! If I weren't unarmed, I'd have torn his shrine down... "
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