Xue Meng and his group's actions had also drawn the attention of passersby in Fu'an Town.
Seeing some excitement, many people slowed down, stopping to ask what was going on.
For a time, the entrances of the shops surrounding the pharmacy were crowded with people.
"See, I told you! The Black Dragon Sect wouldn't just let this go. Are you kidding me? Two of their good men were crippled in a row. There's no way the sect's experts would just pack up and leave. We're definitely in for a good show!" In a nearby dry goods store, the owner, a portly, pale middle-aged man, whispered to someone while cracking melon seeds.
"Are those people the experts from the Black Dragon Sect?" a curious passerby asked.
"They should be, but they don't seem to fit the Black Dragon Sect's Hard Skills style," the chubby owner said, confused.
