Bang! Bang! Bang!
"The air is dry—beware of fire!"
Under the night curtain, Wang Wu's Hao Mao Jun had gone on duty. With a thread of Divine Sense split off and sent over, it could handle and resolve most matters on its own.
It was simply an unrivaled weapon, essential for workhorses who wanted to lie flat!
And being a night watchman was not a bad job, either.
He just wondered whether he might run into any paranormal incidents.
Because of the curfew, all of Dragon Head City was silent to a frightening degree. Apart from the pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness, those belonged to cultivation practitioners who could not sleep—and there were quite a few of them.
Wang Wu tried to look for Five Poisons, Yue Shan, Bear Sixteen, Ape Bupuo, the Snow Wolf General, and the others. Hadn't Five Poisons said he had brought over a thousand people? He should have been able to spot at least a few.
Yet after wandering around for most of the night, he had not seen a single familiar face. He had not even seen Five Poisons or Yue Shan.
Had they gone out on a mission?
Wang Wu did not dwell on it.
He now had a fairly thorough understanding of the Hidden Origin Society's rules. Even he liked this luck-protection model, let alone everyone else.
He just did not know how the Hidden Origin Society made a profit.
The night passed unexpectedly peacefully. Nothing happened at all, much less any paranormal incident. The howling cultivation practitioners in Dragon Head City were no joke.
When he returned to the night watchmen's hut, he found that there was even free breakfast. Though it was only a bowl of clear soup and a piece of cornbread, it was already quite good.