Chapter 180: The Ruined Temple Outside the City
At the East Gate, refugees began withdrawing from the city.
The yamen constables and soldiers stared in astonishment. Just moments ago, these refugees had been like wolves, ready to tear them apart. Now, they had suddenly retracted their claws, meek and obedient, lining up to leave the city.
Under the commands and intervention of the Yulong Gang disciples, many who had stormed homes and shops were dragged out and shoved back into the queue exiting the county.
“Thank you, Hall Master Wangchuan, for your timely assistance!”
“Constable Leng owes you a favor.”
A constable with several tears in his clothes wiped rain from his face and approached Wangchuan.
Only then did Wangchuan recognize him—it was none other than Leng Wuya, one of the constables who had stood beside He Feiying.
“So it is Constable Leng.”
Wangchuan cupped his hands with a faint smile.