Naturally, Chu Mu was unaware of the conversation taking place in Mingxin Hall.
At this moment, he walked cautiously down the street. His blade was not yet drawn, but his hand was already gripping the hilt.
Whether to use his saber or his fists would be decided in an instant.
Chu Mu was heading toward his own residence. Behind him, in the opposite direction, stood the town's Northern gate. The fact that they were in completely opposite directions gave Chu Mu a small measure of peace.
After all, the only ones who could stir up trouble in Nanshan Town were those few "rebels" from Qili Village.
And with the man in white still in Nanshan Town, and after the lesson from last time, the chances of those "rebels" causing a scene in town were clearly not high.
The most likely place for trouble was still the Northern gate.
