On the other side, within Anqing City.
As rumors continued to spread and after the first small wave of wandering Terror Demons attacked, the atmosphere of panic inside the city intensified.
The inn where Chen Jian and the others were staying was nearly empty, as all the merchants couldn't wait to leave Anqing City.
This situation was almost identical to what Zhou Qin described happening in Han Shui City; Chen Jian couldn't help but sigh at how predictable the choices of these profit-driven merchants were when faced with life and death.
Of course, Chen Jian didn't think their behavior of fleeing was something to disdain.
After all, Anqing wasn't their home, nor were they any sort of professional fighters.
They had no reason to fight for this city, nor the ability to do so.
However, as he watched the merchants leaving with their goods, he couldn't help but feel a trace of helplessness.
What kind of world is this, after all?
