The two of them froze, worry flickering in their eyes, as if a cloud of anxiety suddenly shrouded their gaze.
"A lot of people are leaving the Dungeon right now to pick up their family members. Should we tell them to hold off for a bit?" Their tone was urgent and anxious, brows furrowed tightly together.
Right now, the perks on their side were already out there—those big buses for free movement could shuttle people around.
But if someone dies now, that would be a slap in the face for Jiang Che.
If residents from other territories see this, they'd probably never spend money to ride their bus again. If your life isn't safe, you might as well just stay in your own territory.
That would mean all their previous efforts and hard work would go up in smoke, and the reputation they worked so hard to build would be ruined in an instant.
"No need for that." Xiong Jie took a deep breath, as if trying to steady the excitement in his heart.
