Now Let the Guard Commander Drive the Town Cauldron

"Easy, easy!"

As Tao Zhu Gong turned around, he put on a courteous smile.

He pointed in a certain direction. "I am willing to lead the two of you. This way—the City Gate Guards' garrison is right over..."

"Perhaps you remembered wrong. The City Gate Guards' nest should be over there!"

Sang Jiumen corrected Tao Zhu Gong, pointing directly toward the area where the City Gate Guards trained daily and their families lived.

He looked at Tao Zhu Gong with a smile. "You came in even later than I did. How had your memory deteriorated so badly?"

"Haha, I'm old. I can't remember things anymore!"

Cold sweat streamed down Tao Zhu Gong's face. He had still underestimated Sang Jiumen's cruelty and cunning.

He had intended to lure them into a trap, join forces with Zhou You, and wipe them out with superior strength. But that was no longer possible.

And something even worse lay ahead...

"Sang Jiumen, you made it out alive too."

"Du Tianliang, you bastard, your life is really tough. Why didn't that great cauldron crush you to death just now?"

"Could this Bewitcher Lord be the one who devoured half the city's people back then..."

"My fist technique still has half its deduction left. Put in a good word for me before the master and have it help me complete it."

Stench attracted its own kind. Flies and scum were no different.

Sang Jiumen quickly gathered a crowd of scum who had escaped Fierce Beast Prison, along with a large number of Bewitchers maddened by hunger, including great and lesser Hidden Bewitchers, as well as dying Calamity Bewitchers.

Fortunately, these Bewitchers were too hungry to walk. Otherwise, this pack of lackeys would have been the first to suffer.

Acting as guides, they led the starving Bewitchers toward