Shen Changchuan left Nanyang Prefecture City,
vanishing without a trace. No one knew where he had gone.
But within Nanyang Prefecture City,
news about him had only just begun to spread.
The death of Sun Butong, a Five-Bag Elder of the Beggars Sect, was no small matter.
Though above the Five-Bag Elders were the Seven-Bag Elders,
and above them stood the four Nine-Bag Elders at the very pinnacle of the entire Beggars Sect.
Sun Butong, a Five-Bag Elder, could only be considered middle-ranking within the Beggars Sect,
but in the martial world, his strength still made him a renowned master in his own right!
If the scope of the martial world was limited to Nanyang Prefecture City,
then he was unquestionably one of the absolute top masters standing at its very peak!
For such a figure to die,
how could it possibly fail to draw attention?
Elsewhere, news would not spread so quickly. It would take at least ten days to half a month to reach other places, so it would not stir discussion too soon.
But Nanyang Prefecture City was different!
At times, even a quarrel between two young masters on a street could spread throughout the city in the blink of an eye,
let alone news of the death of Sun Butong, a Beggars Sect elder who stood at the summit of Nanyang Prefecture City's martial world!
Not long ago,
when the surviving Beggars Sect disciples who had returned discovered that all the elite disciples at the ruined temple had been slaughtered, they hurried to the courtyard outside the city to report to Elder Sun Butong, only to find that Elder Sun Butong had also died on the spot. They were instantly frightened out of their wits.
An entire branch had been wiped out!
An unknown murderer had