Chapter 47:
The battle dust settled in the City Lord’s Mansion.
The soldiers who came to support the military camp earlier mainly maintained order outside the mansion. Only a few participated in the battle, and most of them were still waiting outside the mansion, vaguely hearing the sounds of the fighting inside without fully understanding the situation.
After the matter was settled, the soldiers who had gathered outside the mansion began to leave. Only a few were sent to the City Lord’s mansion to do some miscellaneous tasks like carrying bodies.
Old Huang and the monk, along with other former subordinates of Qiao Mu, happened to be among them.
“What? The City Lord’s son is dead? Killed by a murderer? Oh heavens—”
Old Huang couldn’t help but exclaim, drawing the unfriendly gazes of the people around the City Lord’s mansion.
“Heavens…heavens are jealous of talent indeed, to take away the City Lord’s young son!”
Old Huang’s shoulders trembled slightly, his old face contorted with grief.
Only when the onlookers saw this scene did their curious stares finally leave.