Could it be that the Immortal Market's higher-ups truly remained indifferent to what these people were doing, just as he had once suspected?
"Hadn't you already guessed as much, Fellow Daoist? Why ask me?" Wei Fan said with a shake of his head and a smile as he handed He Song a cup of tea.
He had watched all the changes in the Immortal Market over the past half month.
But.
Only the outskirts of the Immortal Market had been affected; it had little to do with a Qi Refining Late Stage cultivator like him.
What was more, He Song, who was close to him, had left the Immortal Market even before the City Enforcement Team arrived.
Naturally, although he paid attention to the fate of the cultivators on the outskirts of the Immortal Market, he did not care all that much.
Among mortals, ordinary people only knew that human lives were cheap.
Yet they did not know that in the cultivation world, cultivators' lives were just as cheap.
Hearing Wei Fan's question in return.
He Song shook his head but did not say anything further.
A guess was a guess; facts were facts.
Over half a month ago, when he learned that the Immortal Market Enforcement Squad would soon arrive, he had already sensed what would happen within the Immortal Market.
Otherwise, he would not have left the Immortal Market outright, preferring to go beyond its bounds where spiritual energy was thin rather than remain within it.
But when the truth truly appeared before him.
Though He Song had his suspicions, he still chose to ask Wei Fan and learn from him what had happened in the Immortal Market over the past half month.
However.
Wei Fan's counterquestion made He Song suddenly see the light.
It had already happened.