The bustle on Boulder Town's lively streets turned to chaos, and quite a few people rushed toward the mining district.
Some wanted to watch the spectacle; others were worried about family members working in the mines.
Bai Heng also heard words like "Wildfire."
But before he could ask—
Santa, a Silvermane Guard, anxiously stamped his feet and said,
"It should be the miners clashing with those people calling themselves the 'Company.' Sorry, I need to go check it out first. I can't accompany you."
There had been quite a few visitors to Belobog lately. Although Bai Heng was also dressed like an outsider, his attire differed somewhat from that of the "Company," so Santa did not lump him in with them.
"Let's go together." Bai Heng remained calm.
"You're going too? It could be dangerous." Santa hesitated.
"You should be able to tell that I'm also a traveler from another land." Bai Heng did not hide it.
Santa was not foolish. He quickly realized that Bai Heng might have some connection to the "Company," so he nodded.
"Oh... all right. Please follow me."
The bloody clash between the miners and the "Company" debt collection squad in Boulder Town's mining district had already ended.
The miners had all been driven out of the mine and lay sprawled across the open ground outside.
Bai Heng noticed that while most had only suffered superficial injuries, some miners were missing several fingers, while others had bloody gashes cut into their bodies.
They had likely led the resistance, so forceful measures had been taken against them.
And the price was severe. Given the medical standards here, their severed fingers probably could not be reattached.
They most likely would not be able to continue working in the mines either.
But Bai Heng had no time