The situation was indeed utter chaos. Mizuno Shu was trying to kill Zhang Qiren, while Zhang Qiren hid behind Moon Shadow, leaving both sides without anyone at the helm. Zhang Qiren's side was a little better off, with Azhong directing things, but everyone else was in even greater disarray. Many died without knowing why, and some did not even know why they were killing others. Who exactly was the enemy?
But after a few minutes of chaos, people were not idiots. They all realized that the Magic Circle seemed to have been destroyed and the Angel Descent Plan was gone. What the hell were they still fighting here for?
So the quick-witted ones began to flee.
Like falling dominoes, before long, both sides had scattered completely. Only Mizuno Shu's loyal followers and those led by Azhong remained, exchanging their final gunfire.
The devastation they had originally anticipated had not happened. In fact, not that many people had died... but Zhang Qiren knew that all his time in Japan had gone to waste.
Even if he emerged as the ultimate victor, what came next?
Japan did not have just one criminal organization. Even Nagasaki had more than one. Ultimately, gangs existed to make money. Why would anyone keep following the Black Dragon Society when it was such a mess?
Nor would the local members want to keep following a lunatic who had inexplicably started an internal war and made a wreck of everything. It was not as though they had nowhere else to go. It was easy to foresee a whole crowd joining other organizations afterward, refusing to follow him anymore.
Even Azhong might not be willing to stay with him.
They had built everything from scratch in Japan, enduring hardship at every turn. How much had they suffered in those