Walking into the settlement, the group immediately felt numerous gazes land upon them, not just because of their attire different from the refugees, but also due to the stark bloodstains on them, which emitted an unavoidable bloody odor that began to spread the moment they entered the settlement.
Seeing a group of people who seemed to have just rolled out of a heap of corpses enter the settlement, the refugees' eyes gleamed with vigilance and suspicion, and it wasn't long before a few youths blocked their path.
The youth leading them wielded an iron rod, wearing saggy work pants paired with a torn denim jacket scavenged perhaps from some rubbish heap, standing before them with an unfriendly expression, pointing the iron rod at Chen San at the forefront.
"What are you here for?" he asked.
