Chapter 337: Han Ma! (1/2)

In a particular place of Aurora City, a bitter silence loomed over the heads of thousands.

There were sporadic crying all around the scene but they were forcefully chastised by the more senior members of the fallen clan.

One the side of this depressing spectacle were a crowd of beautiful men and women who were not part of this defeated family.

They came bearing gifts and readied words of adulation but were wise enough to not interrupt this muted atmosphere.

There will come a time for when they would begin their introductions but that moment has not yet arrived from them.

And so everyone awaited the decisions of a young man in bloody colored robes.

”I know that you are angry and in pain. You have reason to feel that way because I have killed some of your loved ones and family members.” Our bored gamer started at last.

He was not that cruel to let his visitors wait further on the side.

”You are a monster! I will kill you one day! I SWEAR!” A boy about the age of 10 or below screamed in a childish voice before our good gamer could continue with his words.

Tears of blood fell from the boy's eyes and there was pure hate on his innocent face.

”Hush, my son!” A woman hugged the little boy and caged him in her embrace. She then looked at our avid gamer and apologized at once.

”Please don't blame my son, master. He does not know what he says.” The woman trembled in her delivery. In her eyes, our bored gamer was nothing but a bloodthirsty demon.

She did not fear that she would lose her life but she wanted for her son to live more than anything else in the world. This noble mother would die for her son's sake if need be.

Fortunately for this pair of mother and son, Clark merely nodded once and continued with his dire speech. He was currently sitting on a regal chair that once belonged to the Han Family.

Before him was a sea of kneeling men, women and children.

This was of course not the entire Han survivors because a majority of them had already escaped the confines of the family grounds. Our bored gamer was too lazy to entertain those deserters.

All in all, there were maybe only twenty thousand clansmen left in here.

”You can all stay or choose to go out of the Han Family. But should you remain, remember that there will be drastic changes that I would implement in this place.”

Clark announced to the people. He did not waste his breath in order to justify what he did.

Every single one that he had slaughtered today were evil people who had done unforgivable crimes in their long life but so were those cultivators in other clans that ever existed in this city.

It was only the Han Clan's terrible luck to get the short stick of the draw.

Especially since a lot of their Elders had dabbled with sacrificial rituals in order to get strength that only determined their demise in the end.

Alas, Clark was content to let this fact be hidden from everyone's perception.