"Is everyone here?"
Chen Miao turned to look at the few hundred people behind him, most of whom were men, with only a dozen women. The common trait among the majority was that their hands were wrapped in bandages, still seeping with blood at this moment.
Clearly, they had sustained no light injuries.
After silently observing the several hundred people before him for a long moment, he slowly bent his body and, with a straight back, bowed ninety degrees. With a stern face, he softly spoke, "Due to some unexpected circumstances tonight, I have caused you all a disturbance, for which I am very sorry."
"I hope to obtain everyone's forgiveness."
"Anyone who wishes to speak may do so freely. If there are no objections, I hope you will all sign this letter of understanding. It signifies that there will be no grudges between us, and we can continue to coexist peacefully."
As his words ended,