Before the gates of Qingchen Temple.
A crowd numbering in the hundreds gathered here.
Everyone was trying to squeeze into the temple to take refuge.
Most of them brought their families, with the cries of children rising and falling, painting a scenario of extreme hardship.
A few Taoists at the entrance tried to persuade the crowd with all their might, hoping everyone would seek help from the police station.
However, the appearance of a few police officers in the crowd made them lose the intent to keep persuading.
"The police station...has also encountered troubles...the chief has fled to the provincial city, and now there are only a few barely maintaining order in the station. The rest are either missing or already here..."
A middle-aged police officer with deep-set eyes looked utterly exhausted, having not rested in a long time, and spoke with a sense of helplessness.
"We are police officers, that's true, but we are also human, with families of our own..."
