Hearts in Turmoil

"Things are looking bad. The Tyrant Heaven Army's corpses must have been discovered already!"

"These city gate guards may occasionally treat people of no standing like this, but they would never dare provoke true noble lords. Otherwise, a single word from them would be enough to have the guards pack up and leave."

"Looks like they received orders from above..."

Uncle Dao's eyes flashed. He keenly noticed that when certain guards faced benefits quietly offered by some people, their expressions clearly showed temptation; their throats even bobbed unconsciously a few times. Yet their gazes swiftly flicked toward some hidden corner, and they immediately put on stern faces.

"There are other experts here!"

At that moment, it was not only Uncle Dao. Many of those who had just arrived seemed to realize something as well, their eyes drifting toward a certain corner. Several cold-faced figures stood there, men and women alike. Without exception, though, each carried a faint air of pride. Looking closely, one could see a tiny character-shaped emblem for "city" on their clothes.

"People from the City Lord Mansion!" Countless hidden observers understood at once.

Then they secretly shuddered. Just what sort of major event had drawn the attention of the entire City Lord Mansion, to the point that they had deliberately sent people to conduct incomparably strict screenings of all passersby? Though such screening was likely of little use in truly catching the murderer, its main purpose was to identify whether any powerful experts were concealed among the travelers.

As for whether someone had truly killed anyone, that was impossible to discern.

Even so, everyone still felt a heavy weight in their hearts. This represented the City Lord Mansion's attitude.

Quite a few powerful and influential figures were troubled at this moment. Although this large-scale search appeared unrelated