As Chen Ping gave a command, the surrounding clamor grew louder.
There was no need to carefully sense it; even ordinary folk could feel it—a quiet gathering of resentment and hostility.
Indeed, it took only a few breaths before someone in the distant crowd shouted loudly.
"The world says King Ping loves the people like his own children, talks about fair land distribution and shared burdens, but he turns out to be a hypocrite seeking fame."
"Yes, everyone was deceived by him. Obviously, these patients could be treated, but he refuses to save them for convenience, opting to burn the people alive. Heaven is just, but what crime have the people committed?"
On the left, another person raised his arm and shouted fiercely, his voice mournful.
Such a scene truly saddens those who see it, and brings tears to those who hear it...
In an instant, all the people looking at Chen Ping changed their expressions.
