"Bad news for the Master! The mansion is on fire!"
Just as Wei Qingtian was looking at the thick smoke that instantly enveloped the mansion behind him, the Deputy Commander of the personal guards, Wei Ziyang, ran over with an anxious look on his face and shouted.
Not only Wei Qingtian, but also thousands of guards, including Wei Qingyun, were stunned when they saw this scene.
Then, everyone seemed to think of something. The expression that had just calmed down suddenly became excited and angry!
"Flaming Flame Burn City, the Wei Clan's life won't be long. The heavens are on the verge of extinction!"
At this time, people in the crowd suddenly burst into crying at the top of their voices.
"Raging Fire Incinerating City! At this moment, the words of the Grand Warlock are uttered! The Grand Warlock's words have come true! The destruction of the Wei Clan will be a huge flame that will burn down one of the City Defense's flames! As for this great flame, it will begin from the clan head's residence!"
"Heaven has destroyed our city. Wei Qingtian, as the family head, you brought the Wei Clan to destruction. We are not willing to die!"
"Heavens! What exactly did our Wei Clan do in exchange for such a result!"
"The Grand Warlock's death must have angered the heavens, and it was the Family Head who sent someone to force her to death. Thus, the fire started at the Family Head's Mansion. The Grand Warlock is dead, and the heavens wants the whole family to be buried together with her!!!"
More and more voices began to sound in the crowd.
From the beginning when the Grand Warlock had said that his words had come true, to now, all the blame had been directed at the Patriarch's estate, and even to the Patriarch, Wei Qingtian.
The crowd was furious. Many residents of the city were attracted by the smoke caused by the fire. When they heard all this, they all looked angrily at Wei Qingtian, who was standing in front of the door at the moment. When the anger and the fire interweaved into a large net, even Wei Qingtian couldn't control himself. He shouted sternly, "What are you all waiting for? Go in and put out the fire!"
Most of the bodyguards of the family head were sent to count Wei Jiuhe's entire family, and only a small number of people were left in the house. Now he must let these people help him put out the fire. It was not because he was worried about the house, but because the fire was too big. If the house was really burned down and some things that should not appear appeared were exposed, he would be completely difficult to explain and could not clean up the mess.
There were ten people guarding the three generations of the mausoleum. After receiving the order, only two of them were left to protect Wei Qingtian. The rest of the people all rushed into the mansion and joined in putting out the fire.
But looking at the tens of thousands of people gathered in front of him, without any intention to fight, Wei Qingtian's heart jolted! He finally understood why when the previous family head passed the position of the family head to him, he had to explain a sentence: The anger of the public should not be violated!
House Master, the Elder Group, the tomb guard... Their existence was all built on the tens of thousands of people in the City Defense. In their eyes, they were called untouchables!
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