From sunrise to sunset.
The day spent wandering the streets and alleys had only just come to an end.
Chu Mu, however, hadn't returned home. He only emerged from Mingxin Hall as the curfew was approaching.
For the Nanshan Inspection Office, last night's turmoil was undoubtedly a double loss.
The crucial corpse was gone, so there was naturally no need to keep the entire town under lockdown.
Nanshan Town was already extremely desolate. Now, with the patrolling Inspectors gone from the streets, the dead of night felt as eerie and silent as a ghost town.
The battle last night had already resulted in many casualties among the Inspectors. In the sparsely populated town, white funeral banners and scattered paper money were once again everywhere, adding a touch of horror to the gloom.
Chu Mu walked at a leisurely pace, his brow slightly furrowed. His attention wasn't on the dark and eerie surroundings, but rather on the considerable gains he had made that day.
