West City, Four Directions Street.
It was evening, and after a busy day, everyone was enjoying this brief moment of ease.
"You scared me to death. I really thought the Yamen was going to fall out with the Blackwater Gang for good."
"It's fine as long as nothing happened. As long as nothing happened."
The commotion a few days ago had clearly left the people terrified.
When immortals fought, ordinary people suffered.
Whenever those cultivators made a move, they could easily take the lives of a few ordinary people along the way.
Fortunately, the Yamen had only meant to intimidate them, and the Blackwater Gang hadn't reacted too strongly. They'd gotten off lucky.
Just then, the person speaking was secretly kicked by someone beside him.
He turned around in confusion, but caught sight of a tall figure from the corner of his eye. His face changed at once.
Everyone fell silent, watching the young man walk down Long Street with complicated expressions.
To ordinary folk, it didn't really matter who came out on top between the Yamen and the Blackwater Gang. After all, whoever ran this street would still collect every last copper.
But this time was different.
They'd heard that Master Lin had offended the White Tiger Hall to protect the Zhao Family, then angered the gang leader afterward. He'd been ostracized within the gang and was even in danger of losing his life.
If the Yamen and the Blackwater Gang really fought, that would be one thing.
Now that the storm had passed, once everything settled down, the Blackwater Gang would probably appoint a new Wolf Lord to watch over Four Directions Street.
"Master Lin, would you like something to eat?"
The peddler hesitated for a long while, but finally called out softly. He took several plates of