Sure enough.
The moment they returned to the orphanage,
as the gates swung shut, Xu Sanniang immediately pulled out the broom beside the entrance.
At dusk,
the orphanage rang with Skinny Monkey's screams.
Half a month had passed since the last incident.
Granny Qing said nothing.
A gentleman could be manipulated through propriety.
Tu Shan Jun had acted only because he was certain Granny Qing would abide by her own rules.
Of course, even without that, he would not have spared the Sick Tiger Gang.
If the chief culprit did not die, endless troubles would always sprout forth. He only needed to eliminate the person causing trouble to save himself the effort. Why not?
The Sick Tiger Gang was gone.
Nor did any new gang emerge to take over Longrong Ward.
Whether Granny Qing had warned them off, or the gruesome deaths of two successive gang leaders had frightened them, no one knew.
In any case, the delinquent youths who had gathered on their own in Longrong Ward never formed a force. It was as though a great hand had smashed apart the gang they had just begun to consolidate.
Later, Xu Sanniang mentioned that the people who had arrived with Granny Qing that day had been leaders from local gangs, most of them Foundation Establishment cultivators.
They kept their mouths sealed tight regarding the Sick Tiger Gang and warned their subordinates not to provoke the orphanage.
Ordinary cultivators were not much of a concern. What was frightening was that he was a demon even Granny Qing feared.
Had Granny Qing given the word then, they would certainly have joined forces to capture and kill the Demon Cultivator. Unfortunately, Granny Qing seemed to have some misgivings and did not act. They could have reported Tu Shan Jun to the