Just Stand Still and Let Me Chop You Once

These "people" were still wearing the Service Club's uniforms, but they had already lost their original forms.

Whatever they had once been, they were now nothing more than lumps of mud with hands and feet.

Where their heads should have been, there was only a hollow opening that spat out all kinds of tiny bits of trash with a puffing sound.

Mud continuously dripped from their bodies, like melting candles.

These mud people held wooden buckets and poured scalding hot water into the bath, seemingly trying to clean the pool.

Yet the mud and garbage falling from their bodies also landed in the bath, making their efforts completely counterproductive.

Besides the two on the ladder, there were another six mud people below.

Some were fetching water, while others held buckets and waited beneath the ladder.

"Everyone from our Service Club is here except me and Two Circles."

A trace of sadness flashed through One Bamboo's eyes.

She had a good personality and influential backers, so even in the intrigue-ridden Service Club, people had generally treated her well.

Liu Zheng raised a hand.

"Don't say it if it isn't important."

Six Circles glanced at him.

"Director Six Circles, I think it's very important."

He spoke solemnly.

"Then say it quickly."

"Can they still turn back?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"They probably can't."

One Bamboo shook her head.

"Director Six Circles, I think we should destroy these mud people."

He nodded and spoke to Six Circles.

"Reason."

"Judging from their actions, they've probably become Lord Da Chuanliu's puppets. But as far as I know, Lord Da Chuanliu is a benevolent god and shouldn't need puppets like these."

"If we can destroy them, perhaps we can trigger a conflict between Lord Da Chuanliu's evil and benevolent thoughts, reducing the pressure on us."

Liu Zheng