Lin Jing had never met these people before and had no idea what they were like.
But...
One must always be cautious of others, especially at times like this. Who knows what unbearable consequences might ensue if these people were let in?
Therefore, Lin Jing did not dare to gamble, nor would he.
So, no matter what, Lin Jing was not going to let these people in.
Seeing Lin Jing's decisiveness, the Red-Robed Cultivator's complexion turned extremely ugly, and suppressing his anger, he said:
"You truly are heartless, to just stand by and watch your fellow cultivators die without lifting a finger to help?"
"It's true, you're all so selfish..."
"To see your own kind in trouble and not even try to help, do you have any conscience left at all?"
"Exactly, exactly..."
Suddenly, everyone began speaking one after another, accusing Lin Jing and the others.
"Mother, why won't Uncle Lin let them in?"
Luo Luo tilted her head up, looking at Ning Yue and asked quietly.