On the morning of the second day after the Beast Tide retreated, orders from the City Lord's Mansion spread throughout the city.
Ye Zong ordered the cultivators and the City Guard who had defended the city to rest in shifts. Ordinary citizens without cultivation no longer needed to remain in the shelters and were all to return to their livelihoods. Workshops were to resume production, shops were to reopen, and repairs to the city defenses were to proceed alongside the replenishment of civilian supplies. The fighting must not hold up the city's operations.
Before long, Glory City slowly began to look like its old self again.
Street vendors set up their stalls once more, white steam rose from the bamboo steamers at the bun shops, and bellows wheezed in the smithies. Laborers carried tools toward the city walls, recounting the dangers of the previous night along the way, yet their voices held the ease of those who had survived a disaster.
For ordinary people, as long as the Beast Tide had retreated and the city still stood, life could go on.
After the meeting on the aftermath at the City Lord's Mansion ended, Shen Fei and Xiao Ning'er said their farewells outside the gates. "I'll head back to the Winged Dragon Family first. They're probably waiting to ask me about last night."
Xiao Ning'er put away her short sword, her face still somewhat pale.
The previous night, a Black Gold Rank demon beast had broken through the formation on the flank. She had joined the others in plugging the breach, exhausting more than half her spiritual power. "Mm. Be careful on the way." Shen Fei nodded without saying anything more, then turned toward the Sacred Family's residence.
As he walked down the street, claw marks on the walls and demon