He'd only managed a little over an hour of fitful sleep the entire night.
At dawn, the glint of a blade was already flashing in the courtyard.
Just as Chu Mu could not find peace, neither could Nanshan Town.
In less than a month, two separate incidents had resulted in the deaths of over a hundred Inspectors each.
For the small Nanshan Town, such casualties could no longer be described as merely "heavy."
Every household in mourning—this was no exaggeration, but the stark reality.
But clearly, the thoughts of the common folk could never influence the will of the powerful.
Before the sky had brightened, another large contingent of Inspectors marched into Nanshan Town under orders.
It was a seamless replacement for the hundred-odd Inspectors who had died in the line of duty.
