Watching the direction in which those figures had disappeared, Chu Mu's expression grew noticeably more grave.
That direction was clearly leading out of town.
In other words, they must have come from inside the town.
If they were people from town, there was obviously no need to be so sneaky about leaving.
Which meant there was a very good chance that these furtive people had come from outside town, infiltrated it, and already achieved their objective...
Subconsciously, Chu Mu thought of the surviving "rebels" from Qili Village. That young man had left an impression on him that could hardly be called shallow.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Mu decisively changed direction as well and headed straight for the Patrol Inspectorate.
The rebels' traces had appeared. Whether for public duty or personal reasons, he could not possibly pretend he had not seen them.
When he arrived at the Patrol Inspectorate again and reported the information, Chu Mu promptly left and headed home.
As for what would happen after he reported it, that was no longer something he needed to consider.
He only hoped that no matter what happened, it would wait until his injuries had healed.
Whether good or bad, he would at least have a little more confidence.
And while Chu Mu was returning home to rest, outside Nanshan Town, amid the mountains to the southwest...
The figures who had emerged from Nanshan Town and run without stopping finally halted before a cave. After observing the surroundings, they walked inside.
The cave was not large, and the furnishings inside were extremely crude. Apart from a few straw mats and a bonfire, there was nothing else.
"Uncle Niu, Sister Ning, Brother Wu!"
As soon as the black-clad figures stepped into the cave, several young children trotted over and threw themselves