The major fire that had engulfed the commercial street had subsided by the latter part of the night.
But the aftershock of the fire was still felt deeply.
A great number of people in the city were cleaning up the ruins.
Some dressed like guards were investigating the cause of the incident.
After breakfast, Fang Hao had brought Anjia and a few others to check on the situation.
Upon arrival at the site, they found it swarming with people.
They gathered around discussing things like - someone set the fire, whose family had been reduced to ashes, and so on.
In essence, all chatter revolved around the fire from the previous night.
Fang Hao and his group, who were strong and formidable, pushed through the crowd.
They observed the whole street.
The traces of the fire stretched beyond one or two buildings. At a single glance, one could see an entire row of structures, all blackened from the flame, some still releasing wisps of smoke.
