A Taste of Their Own Medicine

"Please let us off!"

"We promise not to do it again!"

"I swear I'd do whatever you want in the future as long as you'd let me go!"

As the darkness enveloped them, it sealed their powers. They panicked—they had only traded humans for gold coins to improve their quality of life. They were all cowards, shameless as they were.

"Killing you?" Lin Ming sneered.

The Headman stared into Lin Ming's eyes and nodded. The darkness dispersed—no one died. They had no injuries, but Lin Ming had injected Tier 9 Dark Magic into the rope binding them. With their powers sealed, they couldn't break free.

"Thank you, sir, for sparing our lives!" Everyone fell to their knees, praying for a miracle.

"Please, forgive me. I'll serve you from now on!"