Hengzhou Prefecture was massively invaded by the Demon Cult, and such minor incidents had long since become commonplace.
When the waiter served the food, he was even more enthusiastic. Cheng Mingyi, Shen Bo, and Guo Yuying started chatting with Nan Shan Shi then, and Zhao Rong finally began to eat and talk on his own.
"Elder brother, how did you know from the start that the horse rider was at fault?"
It was not strange to ask this.
Under normal circumstances, even if they drew swords to help, they would listen to the whole story first, lest they accidentally assist the wrong party.
Zhao Rong's expression darkened, "Just now, the horse rider knocked over a child, whereas the man in front had actually tried to avoid people."
Mo Da had recognized the Pine Wind Sword Technique early on and merely frowned, saying:
"How could the Qingcheng Sect teach such disciples?"
They chatted a bit more about the Pine Wind Sword Technique, but did not delve deeper.
