If not for the calm rise of the sun the next morning, they might have believed last night marked the end of the world.
Of course, the city had been in chaos through the night, especially in the Lower Left District and the Right Lower District. Out of some unknown nook or cranny emerged a group of black-clad bandits, killing and setting fires, leaving many households of common folk in ruins.
Particularly tragic was the case of the ill-fated couple from the Seventh Alley of the Lower Left District, Scholar Feng's household. Their home caught fire last night, but with the intense fighting outside, no one dared risk their life to go and extinguish it.
Not until the bandits had fled did the townspeople dare to emerge.
But by then, it was already too late—the couple had long been reduced to charred corpses.
In such a chaotic era, human life was inherently cheap, let alone the lives of a pair known for troubling their neighbors and taking advantage of them.
