Wusheng Hall was in complete chaos; torches intertwined like a long dragon while figures searched on rooftops and in alleyways.
Regrettably, without a leader, there was only disorder and no organization.
Upon witnessing this, Su Mo quickly led his people back to his residence, a small courtyard.
The courtyard was relatively quiet. Zhen Xiaoxiao stood alone in the center, her eyes sparkling with alertness as she vigilantly monitored the surroundings.
She obviously heard the messy environment outside.
Upon seeing Su Mo and the others arrive, she initially got startled, but once she identified the newcomers, the spark in her eyes instantly dissipated.
Turning tearful, she said:
"Master... I'm so hungry!!"
"..."
Su Mo was momentarily speechless. The major incident at Wusheng Hall today obviously had left no one to cater food to guests.
Looking around, he found nothing edible to offer to this poor fellow.
