The villagers, entire families in tow, dropped to their knees in unison.
"Thank you, thank you, our saviors."
"Thank you, esteemed cultivators, for saving our lives."
An elderly man among them rose and cupped his hands in salute toward Javier Sinclair and Celeste Grant, who were still in the sky.
"Today, we thank you both for lending your aid and slaying the Evil Cultivator for our Nine-Family Village. I am the patriarch of Nine-Family Village, and on behalf of the several hundred souls of our village, I thank you both for saving us."
With that, he dropped to his knees and kowtowed.
With tears welling in their eyes, the villagers behind him also began to kowtow.
"Thank you."
"You two are truly good people."
Javier Sinclair remained silent.
He frowned slightly, his voice cold as he spoke.
"'Good people?' I am a Demon Cultivator. I've never cared for those words. Are you trying to insult me?"
His words reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.
