章 1641: Suspicion

The bandit head glanced at the corpse of the Jialan Monarch on the ground. His revealed eyes were immeasurably deep. After that, like nothing has ever happened at all, he glanced in another direction and commanded, "Everyone hand over your harvest from the Skyfall Mine. For those who refuse to comply, don't blame me for slaughtering all of you without mercy."

The hearts of everyone here trembled, how would they still dare to resist? Even the immortal emperors brought here by the Jialan Monarch were standing there in a daze, dumbstruck.

The Jialan Monarch had actually died, killed publicly by someone. Could they even resist?

What was the difference between resistance and death?