Han Zhan silently picked up the silk thread, which was even finer than a strand of hair.
As a shelter, the granary's walls must be exceptionally sturdy.
It couldn't possibly collapse so easily due to the blessings of the Star Official upon the citizens.
This was the most unreasonable aspect of the whole situation.
An external factor.
Combining the question his master Jiang Ziya had asked him before, the answer seemed to be almost self-evident.
"Many thanks to the Divine Envoy for saving our lives!"
"Thank you, Divine Envoy!"
"Thank you..."
Just as Han Zhan was staring at the silk thread in his hand in a daze, a crowd of citizens suddenly surged toward him from behind.
They thanked Han Zhan excitedly, with some even kneeling to express their reverence.
Tong Yi and Tong Er stood proudly by the side, seemingly seeking credit.
It was their spreading of Han Zhan's invincible heroism and divine justice that made the citizens understand the course of events immediately.
