Chen Yue didn't seem to move, still lying on the counter and looking up at the sky.
The medicinal herbs that the young men took automatically flew back into the medicinal herb box.
The commotion shocked many people in the city.
At least now, many people on the street were looking in her direction.
"Sigh, I've caused trouble. I have no one to rely on in this world. If I really cause trouble, no one will shelter me."
After scanning the small city with her divine consciousness, Chen Yue sighed.
These young men were just newly recruited underlings of a gang in the city.
The gang was not strong, and the most powerful master in the gang was only at the Saint-level. However, the backing of the gang was used by the City Lord's Mansion to do some unpresentable things.
The worst thing was that this City Lord's Mansion was a member of the Tang Sect, a fifth-grade force.
