When Chu Liang asked about Xu Zhiyin, fear was evident on the young girl's face.
"Just before dawn, news spread from the south of the city. The Sun Moon Tower has rallied forces and pushed towards us. The Vice Guild Master was prepared and immediately led a group to confront them. There are now a large number of troops confronting each other on the front street. It must be another deathmatch… I don't think they will go into full-scale war… If that happens, a lot of people will no doubt die in Python Belly City," she murmured.
"A deathmatch?" Chu Liang was intrigued by the term.
After Xu Zhiyin explained, he understood.
There is a lack of medicine in Python Belly City, and each time a battle breaks out, the casualties are great. For cultivators, martial artists, and even the Demonic Clan, every death is a loss. The city is divided among three major factions. If two of them were to severely injure each other, it would surely benefit the third one.
