Unnecessary Worry

Order within the city had collapsed, and unrest continued to spread. Yet in stark contrast to the clamor outside the government office, the Military Command Hall was deathly silent.

Inside the Military Command Hall, Xu Yuan sat in Li Junwu's rightful seat of honor. Huang Shiwei stood before him, while several burly Soul Condensation men knelt at his side.

"Are these the garrison commanders who rebelled just now?"

Huang Shiwei lowered his head in salute.

"Yes. Huang kept several alive for interrogation."

"..."

His gaze swept over the garrison commanders who had been stripped of their armor. Huang Shiwei had sealed their voices with a spell, but every one of their eyes revealed terrified grievance.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan waved a hand and said somewhat wearily, "There's no need to interrogate them for now. Just detain them."

A trace of hesitation appeared in Huang Shiwei's eyes.

Seeing this, Si Zijing, standing to one side, gave a cold snort. "Based on Third Young Master's experiences, these men were not acting of their own free will. They were controlled by some technique used by the sect."

"A controlling technique?" Huang Shiwei frowned deeply. "It can control this many people?"

Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze from the burly Soul Condensation men. "It's only a guess. Still, Mister Huang, I'll have to trouble you to bring them back. Send these samples to Di'an—perhaps we can reverse-engineer some clues about that person's cultivation method."

"Enough. Let's put this matter aside for now. What is the current situation within the city?"

Since Third Young Master had already set the tone, Huang Shiwei said no more. After choosing his words carefully, he replied in a low voice, "Very bad. After that Saint left, Huang flew low over the compounds of those large merchant associations