Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, a deep approval in his eyes, and slowly said: "Elder Liao, all the brothers here are people of goodwill. Nowadays, the Jianghu is filled with treacherous currents and unrest. To have such a tranquil and peaceful place is indeed a blessing. However, we must remember that countless common folks are still deeply trapped in fire and water, suffering beyond measure. As martial arts heroes, bearing the name of chivalry, all we do is for the common people to enjoy the blessings of peace."
The crowd, upon hearing this, all agreed wholeheartedly, nodding in approval, feeling an increasing respect and admiration for Shi Feiyang's broad patriotism.
Shi Feiyang stayed in this peaceful place with the ladies and children for a few days. Yet, the good times did not last long; the calm days were like mirages, vanishing in an instant. A piece of bad news, like a heavy dark cloud, quickly descended, suffocating everyone.
