When he saw the "workers" again, a day had already passed.
"I really never expected there to be a villain hiding among us. He secretly took your construction equipment. As his fellow countrymen, we are deeply sorry."
With that sincere apology and earnest gaze, Lu PingAn had almost believed him. Almost.
But after hesitating for a moment, he merely smiled and nodded.
"Yes, it was truly a little frightening. Luckily, you're all alright."
Lu PingAn's easygoing attitude made the Blood Feast representatives breathe a sigh of relief.
Mr. An Nan before them had a subtle reputation for being "stingy" and having "bad taste," but he was already one of the rare "good people" in this city willing to employ "refugees."
Even if they knew his motives were likely impure and that he was playing publicity games, both sides had merely been using each other. Now that this incident had occurred, it would have been perfectly understandable if he had changed his mind.
But now, perhaps he was either genuinely bold, or "Mr. An Nan's assignment" had already reached the point where he could not back down.
Now that the Exhibition Hall legend was famous, perhaps Mr. An Nan needed to keep building hype to expand his business and was willing to continue taking appropriate risks.
"Thank you for your understanding."
Red Holy Son Dao Zhong bowed sincerely in thanks. This time, he was probably more devout than when facing a Rule-level BOSS.
After all, the Featherfolk before them was likely their only hope. Otherwise, they could truly only consider continuing their escape.
Water Wolf Lu Wang was thoroughly dead. He had to die. He bore the Avenger mark, and the pursuing Peace Officers had already seen his race. If he had not died, he would have dragged everyone down with