Yang Chen followed Hua Wanru's gaze and saw the black smoke floated to the sky like a black pillar. He frowned slightly and drew closer to a city guard.
"Brother, can you tell me what happens over there?" Yang Chen asked and stuffed a gold coin into the guard's hand.
The guard's expression changed slightly, and he quickly put the gold coin away. He looked around carefully and whispered. "The Ming clan is now over. All of them were killed an hour ago."
"The Ming clan?" Yang Chen was confused.
The guard looked at Yang Chen and the three women behind. He then understood Yang Chen was a newcomer. He said. "The Ming clan is one of the most powerful clans in Thunder City. For more details, you find it yourself."
"I see. Thank you, brother." Yang Chen politely thanked the guard and brought the women into the city.
"Where are we going next?" Hua Litong looked around at the bustling streets and asked.
