A quarter of an hour later, Tie Kuangren stood on the docks, watching Lei Yuan and Ye Zhiqiu take Chu Xisheng aboard a fast boat to cross the river back to the western bank.
Chu Xisheng was, after all, a disciple of Zhengyang Martial Academy. It was only proper for Lei Yuan and Ye Zhiqiu to escort him back.
Both were Chu Xisheng's teachers, with profound cultivation and formidable fighting strength. Tie Kuangren could rest easy leaving him in their hands.
Then Tie Kuangren turned toward the vast stretch of ruins behind him, feeling a slight headache.
There was still a mountain of matters here for him to deal with.
Rubbing his temple with a finger, Tie Kuangren casually instructed his subordinates, "Call more men over and sweep the entire town. Don't let a single White Cloud Stronghold bandit in town get away!
"And send a few men to search those ruins again. Yes! That collapsed three-story building. I heard breathing over there just now. There should still be innocent townsfolk inside who were caught up in this-"
Taste-Knowing Pavilion stood right beside the docks. Most of those living nearby were dock laborers, trackers, boatmen, and their families.
After fighting broke out at Taste-Knowing Pavilion, the vast majority had sensibly evacuated the area.
Yet some had failed to leave in time and been swept into the fighting.
In particular, the two fourth-rank experts fighting two hundred and fifty zhang from Taste-Knowing Pavilion had been especially destructive.
One seemed to be Chu Xuanjie, the Loyal and Martial General from Capital City, while the other was the Imperial Court's wanted fugitive, "Sunflame Divine Eye" Xu R idong.
Their battle had been exceptionally fierce. Ice and blazing flames had leveled a vast swath of houses around them.
Many people in Ancient Market Town