Seeing the person in charge finally appear and scold Xiao Zhang, the crowd from the North District felt a little better.
However, their anger had barely subsided when Mo Qi's next words made them lose their composure all over again.
"Zhang'er, didn't I give you permission to control the Array? There's no need to reason with boisterous people—just blast them out."
The crowd was dumbfounded.
'Right. So *that's* what you meant by "Don't be rude."'
"I was wrong," Xiao Zhang said, lowering his head, his face filled with shame.
His shame was genuine. In Xiao Zhang's eyes, Mo Qi's domineering and unpredictable nature was undoubtedly the purest form of the "Demon Dao."
He believed Mo Qi's criticism was meant to guide him onto the true path of the Demon Dao, all for his own good.
