Huo Hai and the two little ones rested, but things were different elsewhere. Several people fled in terror and disarray, not even bothering to hide themselves. If it had not been the dead of night, they would probably have drawn a crowd.
"Bad news, sir! That man... that man is truly powerful! We were no match for him!" Before they even reached their destination, the leader was already shouting at the top of his lungs. Hearing this, the steward came out with a frosty expression.
"Trash! What are you yelling for? Shut your mouths! Judging by the state of you lot, tonight's operation failed, didn't it? Tell me exactly what happened. If you cannot give me a reason, you know what awaits you." The steward's cold gaze swept over them. Everyone immediately fell silent, exchanged looks, and finally, the current leader forced himself to speak.
The more the steward heard, the uglier his expression became. "What did you say? That man could shoot red fireballs, and he turned your companions into dried corpses? Damn it, what kind of ability is that?"
The steward realized that this matter seemed rather troublesome. "Thankfully, that fellow does not know I was behind this. Otherwise, things would be difficult." The steward seemed intent on leaving, but what would become of these hoodlums?
The men exchanged looks. One hoodlum suddenly said, "Sir, you cannot leave! The former leader already gave you up. That pharmacist now knows you were behind this." The others immediately nodded along. It was the truth, though not the whole truth. None of those present were fools.
If the steward left just like that, they would be in trouble later. If that terrifying man came knocking, were they supposed to die here? With their reputation, even if every last one of them