Chapter 682: Everyone with Ulterior Motives
Chapter 682: Everyone with Ulterior Motives
*Crash!*
Xia Fei’s sign, which declared that he could heal all types of illnesses, was made from sand willow wood. Several warriors, overcome with anger, immediately smashed the sign to bits.
"And you claim that you can heal all illnesses? You’re just a quack!" a muscular Flame Imp warrior stomped on the sign as he bellowed.
Seth stood in front of Xia Fei, glaring as he shouted, "Are you trying to start a revolt?!"
This move not only failed to suppress the public anger but incited even more bellows of fury from the crowd.
Xia Fei smiled and pulled Seth back, apparently not worried about how these people were acting.
Lu Qian, thinking that Xia Fei was afraid, attempted to rile up the crowd even more. There were many Flame Imps present, and if they killed Xia Fei in rage, Chieftain Juen would find it very hard to assign blame to any particular person. After all, the law could not punish the masses.
"Son, what’s wrong?! Can you talk?!" The mother’s heart-wrenching voice resounded in everyone’s hearts. As Lu Qian egged on the crowd further, the ignorant onlookers began to approach Xia Fei slowly.
Seth clenched his fists. There were several thousand people in here, and many of them were Law Adepts of the Flame Imps Tribe. If a fight broke out, it would certainly be a messy one.
The situation was getting more and more serious, and some were even starting to throw hard objects at Xia Fei. Seth stood at Xia Fei’s side and blocked these attacks again and again. Someone even threw a pair of stinky shoes!
"What do we do? Why don’t I just kill them all?" Seth crouched next to Xia Fei and whispered. He had endured it all this time, refusing to use the Crag Defense. It wasn’t that long since he had attempted to enslave the Flame Imps, and there were few warriors with the Protection Law. If he used it, he would undoubtedly be recognized.
"One careless move and the whole game is lost. Endure," Xia Fei sternly ordered.
‘Argh!’ Seth sighed and stomped his feet.
The crowd had already pushed their way into the tent and were only several meters away from Xia Fei. The guards anxiously scratched their heads, at a loss on what to do. This was essentially mob violence. Although they had the duty of protecting Xia Fei, they did not dare to oppose so many people.
In this perilous moment, someone had gone to inform Chieftain Juen and Adviser Joey; alas, those were distant waters unable to quench the nearby thirst. By the time they arrived, this place would have probably descended into utter chaos.
Now that he was done provoking the crowd, Lu Qian retreated into the shadows and secretly chuckled to himself. ‘You can’t run away this time! Boast as much as you want! Healing all sorts of illnesses in the world? Think about a way to get out of this predicament first!’
Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd’s agitation, when it could erupt at any moment, the mother’s shrill cry was heard.
"Son, you’re awake!"
The crowd heard this and looked over at Stuart.
The youth’s body was covered in sweat, and he appeared like someone who was just beginning to recover from a serious illness. However, though his body was weak, his eyes were particularly energetic. He called his mother.
Xia Fei stood up, his face grim as he said, "All of you, stand aside."