As the voice fell, more than a hundred people at the front knelt on the ground in unison.
"Brother Chen, spare our lives, we dare not do it again, we dare not do it again."
"Brother Chen, we were blinded by greed, please have mercy and forgive us this once."
They pleaded while kowtowing for mercy, some even hit their heads until they bled without realizing it, continuing mechanically.
The surrounding onlookers felt both pity and contempt.
One must consider, if not for their own greed, being swayed by Sun Biao’s few words to become accomplices, it wouldn’t have come to this.
The pleas continued, these people feared that the moment their voices ceased would be the moment of their death.
"Silence."
Chen Fan’s voice rose.
More than a hundred people closed their mouths in fright, not daring to make a sound, looking at Chen Fan with pleading eyes.
"Although you are accomplices, it’s fortunate you can come to your senses. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given you the chance to kneel here and beg for mercy."
Upon hearing this, more than a hundred people felt relieved as if a great burden had been lifted.
"However,"
In the next moment, their hearts leaped back to their throats.
"Death can be avoided, but living punishment cannot."
Chen Fan’s gaze swept over their faces, "The rice allocated to you earlier, each of you keep ten pounds, and return the rest."
More than a hundred people’s faces changed instantly.
"What, you’re unwilling?"
Chen Fan’s voice turned cold, "Do you think that simply admitting your mistakes exempts you from paying any price? If you don’t want to return it, that’s fine too. I don’t want to be too harsh. You can take that grain and go elsewhere."
"I, I’m willing to return it!"
A thin man was the first to raise his hand, seeing Chen Fan’s gaze fall on him, he lowered his head and said, "This matter was our fault. Accepting punishment is appropriate."
"I’m willing too."
"I’m also willing to return the grain."
Soon, everyone raised their hands.
They had painstakingly obtained dozens of pounds of rice, which in an instant, was reduced to just ten pounds that no one would willingly part with.
But compared to the dozen corpses on the ground, their ending was much better. At least their lives were spared.
"Brother Chen," someone mustered up the courage to ask, "after we return the grain, will today’s matter be over?"
The rest held their breath, hearts in their throats.
"Yes."
Chen Fan nodded, "The punishment is not an end in itself, its purpose is to teach you a lesson, so you won’t repeat this mistake. As long as you comply obediently, I promise to overlook today’s matter. On the contrary, if you behave well in the future, this grain will be returned to you."
Everyone was deeply moved, kneeling once again, hitting their heads in gratitude.
The onlookers breathed a collective sigh of relief at the scene.
They almost thought these people would also die here.
"Alright, stand up. I hope you mean what you say and don’t pull any tricks, otherwise, you know the consequences." Chen Fan reminded them.
"No, we won’t, Brother Chen, we definitely won’t hide anything."
"Yes, even if we had ten guts, we wouldn’t dare do such a thing again."
"Brother Chen, thank you for your mercy. There won’t be a next time."
More than a hundred people trembled as they got up, a deep respect in their eyes.
"Having said that about your punishment, it’s time to talk about rewards."
"!"
He Fei and a few others trembled with excitement at the words, eyes shimmering.
A few were even thankful they had resisted temptation and didn’t join Sun Biao’s faction.
If they had, they wouldn’t be talking about rewards now; their heads would be gone.
Hundreds around looked enviously at Wu Guang and his few companions.
What kind of reward would they receive? It must be generous, right?
However, it’s well-deserved; after all, if it had been them, they wouldn’t have had the courage to stand in front of the enemy.
Comparatively, Wu Guang’s expression was much calmer, though his slightly hurried breathing betrayed his inner state.
"You four, each will be rewarded one hundred pounds of rice."
Chen Fan looked at the few people besides Wu Guang and He Fei.
They instantly opened their mouths wide, then quickly bowed continuously in thanks, "Thank you, Brother Chen! Thank you, Brother Chen!"
It was known that when Zhao Da was around, a few pounds of rice could get you a woman for a while.
A hundred pounds!
They must be the wealthiest in Zhao Family Castle right now.
"He Fei, you also contributed to persuading over one hundred people, so you can have two hundred pounds."
"Thank you, Brother Fan! Thank you, Brother Fan!"
He Fei was moved to tears.
He hadn’t thought much, just spoke impulsively at the time.



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