"Young Master Dawn!"
Upon seeing Nathaniel Dawn lying on the ground, one of them couldn't contain their rage. If Nathaniel Dawn were to die, everyone would be held accountable: "Dammit, you're dead. Given Young Master Dawn's status, even a hundred lives of yours wouldn't be enough to compensate!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him, to pay for Young Master Dawn's life."
Seeing Nathaniel Dawn lying on the floor, everyone thought he was dead.
With the Dawn Sect's influence in Mid-Bostritis, who wouldn't be afraid?
If the Dawn Sect demanded accountability, everyone would be doomed together.
Thinking this, everyone threw caution to the wind and charged into the room.
William Cole's expression darkened: "Everyone stop right there!"
"The steam in this room is poisonous, and Nathaniel Dawn isn't dead. These people have all fainted because of the steam."
"If you keep causing trouble and delay the rescue of Nathaniel Dawn, see how you'll explain it to the Dawn Sect later."