...
The sounds of whispered conversations fell clearly into Ye Hanjun's ears.
He didn't pay them any mind, instead steadfastly holding his ground alongside Renwo Kuang.
The night was...incredibly disturbed!
The scent in the air grew stronger and stronger.
Some people's cheeks turned bright red just from smelling it, as though they were drunk.
Meanwhile, Blue Eel Town had fallen into a rare state of strict lockdown. No one was allowed in or out; it had effectively become a prison.
Even so, Ye Hanjun found that paper can't wrap up a fire.
The defensive forces in Blue Eel Town were simply not enough to deter the gathering Patrons.
Swordsman, Scouts, Bandits, Robbers, Bug Raisers, and other officials all had plentiful ways to communicate with the outside world.
They couldn't be stopped, not at all.
After all, Blue Eel Town was a backwater, unable to compare to sprawling metropolises, much less Canghai Pavilion.
