He pulled out his phone and checked the ti, discovering it was 1:55 PM, just five minutes away from the scheduled ti.
"In five minutes, I don't believe you won't respect ," Divine Iskandar gritted his teeth.
Ti passed quickly.
Ding, ding, ding.
The clock struck 2:00 PM.
At the sa mont the bells rang, a group of bandits suddenly appeared, charging into Macang Village. These bandits were not particularly interested in wealth; they killed anyone they encountered.
In an instant, dozens of people in Macang Village were injured or killed. The sudden appearance of these bandits terrified the honest and simple villagers of Macang Village.
These farrs, who had lived for generations in this peaceful community, had never seen such a scene and were instantly frightened to the point of losing control.
So ran away, so attempted to resist, while others tried to negotiate with the bandits. The villagers were unable to act in unison, fighting separately, which led to trendous losses.
Before long, the death toll in Macang Village approached a hundred. Including the village chief, everyone sensed the impending doom of their village. All 3,000 residents of Macang Village were plunged into extre terror.
Just as their spirits were on the brink of collapse, a person calmly walked into Macang Village before everyone's eyes. That person was Divine Iskandar.
"Stop!"
Upon entering the village, Divine Iskandar's loud shout imdiately subdued the bandits who were burning, killing, and looting.
"Ah, it's Divine Iskandar! It's an honor to et you," the bandit leader said, much to the surprise of the villagers. The bandit leader, surprisingly, recognized Divine Iskandar and even greeted him politely.
Seeing Divine Iskandar, the bandit quickly clasped his hands in respect. Divine Iskandar said loudly, "Brothers of the Dao, please do a favor and withdraw. How about it?" Upon hearing his words, the bandits showed expressions of difficulty.
The bandit leader replied, "Divine Iskandar, of course, we respect you. But our brothers haven't had a good al in a long ti. If we don't properly rob Macang Village, won't we have co for nothing?"
At this, Divine Iskandar looked at the battered villagers of Macang Village, his eyes reddening.
He choked up and said, "As I travel the martial world, the last thing I want to see is violence and killing. How about this, big chief? I'll give you 500,000 alliance coins if you sell a favor, how does that sound?"
Upon hearing his words, the villagers of Macang Village were stunned. They never expected that this stranger, Divine Iskandar, would be willing to spend such a large sum of money to buy their lives!
Instantly, the villagers were moved. Especially Mark Macang, the village chief, who felt an overwhelming sense of sha. He had seen Divine Iskandar just that morning and thought he was a con artist, quickly dismissing him.
Who could have imagined that Divine Iskandar would be willing to spend so much for the people of Macang Village? Mark Macang's face turned red with sha for his shortsightedness and foolishness.
"Divine Iskandar, your kindness will forever be rembered by the people of Macang Village," Mark Macang proclaid loudly.
Upon hearing this, Divine Iskandar turned around and spoke to Mark and the other villagers of Macang Village with deep emotion: "Dear fellow villagers, you need not worry. Even if it costs my life, I will strive to help you."
His words touched everyone deeply, and countless tears flowed at that mont. In that instant, the villagers of Macang Village recognized Divine Iskandar as a selfless person. This earth shattering scene seed to even move the bandit leader, who was usually ruthless.
The bandit leader shook his head and said, "Ah, I really can't deal with you. Divine Iskandar, with such lofty ideals, how can we bring ourselves to act against you! We are not heartless criminals; we are rely trying to survive. If necessary, we can rob elsewhere, but let Macang Village be."
With that, the bandit leader took the lead and walked out of Macang Village. Seeing this, the other bandits followed suit. Soon, the group of bandits vanished from the villagers' sight.
"We're saved!"
"We're saved!"
The people of Macang Village erupted in cheers. If it weren't for the gallant Divine Iskandar coming to their aid today, perhaps the entire Macang Village would have been destroyed.
"Divine Iskandar, you are the great benefactor of our whole village."
With a loud call from Mark, the villagers knelt before Divine Iskandar.
"Everyone, please get up! I haven't done anything. It just so happens that I had a brief encounter with that bandit leader when I was wandering the martial world years ago," Divine Iskandar quickly helped the villagers up.
His humble attitude, refusing to take credit, further moved the villagers. Imdiately, the village chief invited Divine Iskandar to co into the village for a feast. However, Divine Iskandar resolutely declined the villagers' kind offer.
He stated that there were still many deceased who needed to be buried, nurous injured who required treatnt, and many won and children who needed comforting; he simply could not eat at a ti like this.
His attitude filled the villagers with imnse gratitude. Imdiately, under Divine Iskandar's guidance, everyone began to assist the injured and bury the dead.
Divine Iskandar's exceptional dical skills ca into play, as he managed to stabilize the conditions of many of the injured.
His remarkable dical expertise once again elevated Divine Iskandar's reputation to new heights.
At this mont, everyone truly acknowledged the title of "Divine" from the heart; it was indeed not just a na.
So villagers even felt that "Divine" was too modest a title for Divine Iskandar; calling him a God would not be an exaggeration.
Divine Iskandar noticed the villagers' reactions. After handling the aftermath of the incident, he stayed at the village chief's ho.
Lying in bed, Divine Iskandar stretched out lazily.
On the first day of entering Macang Village, he had perfectly achieved his goals.
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