"Is that a statue of the Yellow Immortal?"
"What a terrifying sight. All these animals are worshiping the Yellow Immortal."
"They were perfectly fine yesterday, so how did they all die today? This is eerie—damn eerie."
The onlookers chattered among themselves, discussing the matter noisily.
In the middle of the scene, Luo Yan saw several people who looked like the town's security officers questioning the circus troupe leader.
Luo Yan focused his mind and immediately heard every word of their conversation.
"Did you see anyone suspicious yesterday?"
"No. I went to bed very early last night. I got up once during the night, but nothing unusual happened."
"When did you discover these animal carcasses?"
"Just now. We fed the animals this morning and put them back in their cages, preparing to perform somewhere else."
"But before we could leave, all the animals died."
"So someone let them out of their cages and then killed them. With such a commotion, none of you noticed?"
"There are only a few of us in the circus troupe. We're just trying to make a living. Uncle Long, who takes care of the animals, is deaf and mute. You saw him just now—he's old, and his hearing is bad. It's normal that he didn't notice anything."
Just then, the sound of a vehicle came from behind the crowd.
A horn blared, and someone began driving the crowd away. Once a passage opened, an SUV drove in.
After the vehicle stopped, the fat man called Brother Quan jumped out. He circled the animal carcasses, then burst into loud laughter.
"What did I tell you yesterday?"
"I told you the Yellow Immortal didn't like you and told you to get lost. You didn't take me seriously. Regretting it now?"
"The Yellow Immortal was merciful. Otherwise, the