Jiang Ming deliberately made the situation sound a little more serious.
The poor people immediately became nervous. They retreated one by one and knelt on the ground.
"Please forgive us, Your Majesty. It's all our fault for saying such things. We will never say such things again."
"This person will be a warning. If anyone dares to say such words in the future, their fate will be the same."
"Yes, Your Majesty. We already know."
"Now, who can tell me who this person is?"
Jiang Ming felt that this person's face was a little unfamiliar, and he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.
After Jiang Ming said this, the rest of the poor people became a little uneasy and could not help but fall silent.
"We don't know this person, and we don't know where he came from."
"You don't even know who he is, yet you still listened to his orders. This is not the way a smart person should do things."