The scorching sun blazes down, and the air is sweltering.
The alley has returned to silence, with no sounds of battle or fighting.
Blood pools on the concrete ground, mixing with the stench of garbage decay, attracting swarms of flies and dozens of large rats.
Clomp, clomp, clomp...
Footsteps sounded, scaring away the rats and flies.
"Hahaha, Master Chong, Expert Bai Mo, Captain Zhang Shan, thank you for your hard work today!
"What's really going on here?
"Could you please explain face-to-face?"
It was Chairman Chen Shu, accompanied by several suit-clad logic experts, Ancient Immortal Dynasty experts, and top-notch Sequence Eight masters from Shangjing who came to find Bai Mo and the others.
Bai Mo noticed that although Chairman Chen Shu's tone was calm, there was urgency in the expression at the corners of his eyes. Even in this dirty, stinky, crowded alley, he wanted to start talking.
Zhang Shan pondered for a moment, then organized his words.
