Boom!
The gate of North City slowly opened, and a large troop of soldiers rushed out; not long after, they returned, carrying bodies.
By now, it was already light outside; many onlookers along the streets exchanged wary glances and whispered among themselves.
The people of Ezhou loved spectacles.
But the recent succession of incidents had instilled widespread panic; no one was in the mood for entertainment, fearing calamity might fall upon them.
"Who were those people?"
"I heard they were demons from the Ghost Sect."
"That pack of animals from the Ghost Sect should have died long ago, but where did they get the courage to rebel?"
"I heard something; don't go spreading it around."
"I heard they killed people for rituals, took their heads and livers; haven't you seen those scholars' families holding funerals?"
"You must be making this up."
"Why would I lie? My uncle is a leatherworker; he said they've made quite a few fake human heads in the past few days."
