Lakechang City, Source Mage Association auditorium.
The once exquisite and grand Source Mage Association auditorium building had now become a pile of ruins.
A large crowd of onlookers watched from afar, pretending to merely be passing by.
A tall middle-aged man with a grizzled little ponytail stood before the ruins, his face dark as he demanded, "Who can tell me what exactly happened?"
This man was Shiceng, president of the Lakechang City Source Mage Association. His status surpassed even that of the mayor, and throughout all of Lakechang City, his word was law.
The people behind him sensed their president's heavily suppressed emotions and could not help but feel a chill. They exchanged glances, and a bespectacled young man braced himself and said, "President Shiceng, it happened very suddenly. We are still investigating and will have results soon. Fortunately, the losses were not great..."
President Shiceng exploded in rage. "Bullshit! Which one of your eyes saw that the losses were 'not great'? The entire auditorium building has collapsed, and you're telling me the losses aren't great! What would count as great losses, then? All of you dying inside?"
The people behind him fell silent as cicadas in winter.
President Shiceng continued spraying venom. "And can this even be defined by the word 'losses'? The Lakechang City Mage Association has lost all face! I've lost all face! Damn it, how am I supposed to hold my head up at next year's 'Municipal Association Conference'? Bastards!"
At Ashan's deliberate instruction, the bomb Feng Cheng had dropped was extremely powerful. It not only blasted the entire auditorium building into ruins, but also affected the neighboring structures, damaging the surrounding buildings to varying degrees.
Almost immediately after the explosion, the entire city received the news. There was no way to seal it off even