In the latter half of the night, Zhou You returned to his room, shoved the silver chest beneath the bed, and went to sleep.
He slept until dawn!
At daybreak, news came in from outside.
Last night, the Wild Fox Gang had launched a surprise attack on the Mourning Dog Gang's territory. Flames soared into the sky, and blood ran through the streets.
Vice Gang Leader Tu Lao Er led the charge, striking with ruthless savagery. He killed countless enemy gang members and declared that he would avenge his brother, Tu Laosan.
The Mourning Dog Gang was no pushover either. It had risen from the refugees of Su City, and its members were all desperadoes who lived with their heads tied to their belts.
The two sides fought until dawn, drawing blades and setting fires, affecting countless homes.
The incident escalated further and further until the City Gate Guards finally stepped in to settle it.
More than a thousand people were killed or injured in this gang clash. Even the wind carried the stench of blood.
Within Jianxiong Martial Arts School, the apprentices discussed the matter all day long.
It was said that quite a few martial artists had been caught up in the clash as well, with two-digit casualties among Internal Force Martial Artists.
Aside from Tu Lao Er, the Mourning Dog Gang had also sent Blood Qi Martial Artists into battle. The fighting had turned the sky dark and the earth dim.
Had the City Gate Guards not intervened, the scale would likely have escalated again and again, until even martial masters were dragged into it.
As usual, Zhou You got up, ate breakfast, and then went to the training grounds to practice his fist techniques.
"Wind Chasing Three-Stage Technique."
"Ride the Wind, Hard Lean, Great Fierce Kill."