Just like that, before long, Liusu was beaten to death by the townspeople.
Quite a few guards and servants were beaten to death as well.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Song Yaoyao pulled out several grenades, removed their pins, and hurled them into the deep pit.
Explosions erupted inside the pit, sending thick smoke billowing everywhere. Terrified, everyone took cover again.
While the smoke obscured everyone's vision, Song Yaoyao tossed several more grenades into the pit, making sure all the puppets inside were blasted to bits.
When the smoke and dust settled, the corpses in the pit had been blown to pieces.
The old woman from earlier saw what had happened inside the pit and let out a heart-rending wail:
"My son! My son! You died such a horrible death! They didn't even leave your body whole..."
As the old woman wept, a vicious gleam appeared in her eyes:
"Damn you, Feiye! I'll fight you to the death!"
With that, the old woman headed toward the rooms in the rear courtyard.
The townspeople followed, heading for whichever room looked the grandest and most luxurious.
Song Yaoyao and the others mingled with the crowd!
Guagua: [Host, you're getting pretty good at fishing in troubled waters!
Those few shouts of yours really made all the difference.]
Song Yaoyao: [Of course! If you want to stir up trouble, you have to slip into the crowd and do it on the sly.
By the way, Guagua, where's Feiye's room?]
Guagua: [Host, it's already too late, even if you know where his room is.
Feiye woke up earlier. Once he heard what was happening at the National Preceptor's Residence, he had his subordinates take him away.]
Song Yaoyao: [At least he knows his limits. He certainly ran fast!
The monk may flee, but the temple