Tang Zhen led Arel to the outside of the tower. He glanced at the burly man behind him and coldly said,"Although your actions were extreme, there was nothing you could do about it.
However, have you ever thought about how long the food in this city can last you? what about the residents of the city you robbed?
Are you going to attack the city again after we've run out of food?"
After he said this, Tang Zhen looked at the trembling residents of Lou city and sighed softly.
"There aren't many cultivators in this city. You were just lucky this time, but good luck won't always be with you.
If you run into those powerful cultivators, you'll be killed even if you have nine lives!
this bitter cold will last for at least half a year, and it will only get worse. there's no way you can survive it.
If you want to live, then take those Wanderers and the residents of the city and head in that direction!"