The sounds of battle did not gradually die down until after noon.
But the soldiers did not withdraw. They remained under martial law.
Because of this, Chen Shouyi had no choice but to stay in Dongning.
Gradually, more news began to spread, and the whole city of Dongning was thrown into a state of panic.
It was said that more than three thousand people had died this time, and five villages had been massacred as sacrifices to the gods.
By afternoon, more troops had entered Dongning and made their way into Mulou Town.
Tanks, rocket launchers, and armored vehicles rolled past one after another like a long dragon, bringing with them an air of solemnity.
Crowds lined the roadside to watch. There were no cheers, only silence and unease.
The danger level of this new passageway was clearly not far from the highest possible. Chen Shouyi could foresee that Mulou Town and the surrounding areas would probably be designated a military zone. All nearby residents would be relocated.
There might even already be several nuclear warheads aimed at Mulou Town.
Because of this incident, Chen Shouyi had to stay in Dongning for two more days. It was not until the third day that he returned to Hedong.
Stepping out of the train station, Chen Shouyi looked at the bustling traffic and prosperous streets outside. At last, his long-oppressed spirits began to ease.
He took the elevator to the fifth floor and rang the doorbell.
"Coming!" Chen Xingyue hurriedly opened the door. The moment she saw Chen Shouyi, she said, "Brother, you're finally back! Look who I brought over!"
At that, Chen Shouyi looked toward the living room and saw a tall, graceful figure rise to her feet. She hesitated. "Shouyi?"
"Cousin, when did you get here? Don't you have class