The troops did not dare riot after Yang Ling's response. Just those few hundred bloodthirsty soldiers donning heavy armor was not a force an ordinary person could overcome. The Magical Beast army was unmatched.
"Murbaqi, get Goode to investigate what is going on when he returns!"
Having given those clear instructions, Yang Ling walked quickly toward the villa where he lived. Goode was more proficient in these things; there was no need for him to spend more of his efforts on these little things.
On his way by, Yang Ling checked in on the Tree of Life sapling in the yard. It had grown to a head taller than himself in his absence, perhaps because of the rich spiritual energy in the area, but it would still be a long time before he could harvest any Water from the Spring of Life!