บท 343: 343 | Aftermath

A new day had begun in the Silver Mist City.

And today, the talk of the town was a certain tavern.

It was said that last night a huge shout rang out from the tavern, and after a few moments, the whole building suddenly blasted, waking up half of the city.

With the rising sun, as the dust settled, people began to arrive at the incident site and discuss the possible reasons behind the incident.

"They didn't find anyone else's body. Only Old Qian's burnt body could be barely identified. Trust me, something like this had never happened in the last fifty years of me, Peng Ji's stay within the city. " One of the bystanders was explaining the incident to the newcomers.

"The others couldn't be identified, or they weren't even found?" Someone asked Peng Ji.

"There were few bodies, one of them was beheaded and spiked on a spear! But it was so burnt that no one could identify the person."

"Damn… who was this cruel?"