961 Unable to Distinguish Between Right and Wrong (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

In the southern suburbs of White Head City, a town located quite a distance away from the city...

The houses were simple, as most of them were built as a temporary shelter for refugees.

Jiang Shaoxu, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan were on their way to White Head City. They happened to pass by the settlement.

”Hang on,” Jiang Shaoxu suddenly stopped the other two. She seemed to be listening to something nearby cautiously.

The two were rather confused. Mo Fan was about to say something when Jiang Shaoxu looked at him and asked seriously, ”Are you sure that the members of the Red Ornaments Guild that were trying to rob Sweetgrass Village are all imprisoned?”

”Yeah, do you seriously think I'm like the kind who would set them free? Even though the money is little, we did catch them...” Mo Fan said.

”Then why am I sensing a Psychic Trace nearby?” Jiang Shaoxu frowned.

Back at Sweetgrass Village, Jiang Shaoxu had tagged some of the bandits to prevent them from running away. In the end, Mo Fan managed to catch all those bandits and hand them over to the government.

However, when they were passing by the town, Jiang Shaoxu was surprised to sense a few of the Psychic Traces nearby.

”Maybe they were temporarily imprisoned here?” Mo Fan said.

Jiang Shaoxu pointed at the town that was dimly lit and said, ”It doesn't seem like it, they are moving around rapidly like they have been set free, should be that place.”

”Speaking of which, didn't they arrange the villagers of Sweetgrass Village to stay here?” Zhao Manyan pointed at the town as a thought crossed his mind.

Zhao Manyan was in charge of escorting the villagers to the town. After all, the Red Ornaments Guild was pretty active in this area. Without the protection of the government, the villagers were afraid that the Red Ornaments Guild would return to get their revenge, so they did not stay at their village.

Even Jiang Shaoxu was attacked in Lanshi Town, let alone the unarmed villagers!

”Wait, what? Why are those scum that we caught here in this town where the villagers are at?” said Mo Fan.

”Let's go take a look,” Jiang Shaoxu said worriedly.

If it weren't for the Psychic Traces, Jiang Shaoxu would not even notice the bandits were here. The three immediately went to the town after having a bad feeling.

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In the settlement, the already dim streets were basically pitch-black as the street lamps had been broken. Even if someone happened to pass by, they would not notice there were people living here.

There was no protection, not even fences. The conditions were actually worse than Sweetgrass Village. A few of the Magicians in military uniforms had already fled for their lives. They were no match for the Red Ornaments Guild when they were under attack. The soldiers even had the urge to take off their uniforms!

”Leader, did we overdo it? So many people died. Didn't Boss Casso warn us to behave, since he's still trying to reach a deal with the government? Will what we did here make the boss unhappy?” a Magician with a red nose ring said.

”Boss Casso only reminded us not to place him in a difficult position. We just need to place some scales, claws, and corpses of sea monsters here. Isn't what happened fairly obvious? Do you think the soldiers are going to overlook these obvious clues and come and investigate us?” replied the leader, Luo Ling.

”HAHA, how brilliant, yeah, there wasn't any protection here. It's very likely sea monsters would attack the town. (Sigh) Such a hassle! In the past, we could leave our ornaments behind so the people of the Caribbean Sea would know that it's our doing, but now, we have to cover our acts just like those hypocritical governors,” the man with a nose ring burst out laughing.

A strong tide surged across the place with a loud noise, forming a rapid-flowing current surrounding the town that stopped people from coming in or leaving.

Traces of blood were everywhere on the ground. More than ten villagers were lying still, their bodies full of wounds from being tortured.

The chief knelt on the sand, his face almost buried into it.

His legs were numb, and the blood vessels in his brain were swelling from facing down for too long. However, he did not dare to rise to his feet or raise his head. He knew that if he looked into the man's eyes, they would not leave a single person alive.

The other villagers were doing the same thing, kneeling on the ground and digging their faces down, like prisoners about to be executed. They were all trembling in fear.

”Old man, didn't expect this, did you? HAHAHA!” The Magician with a nose ring stepped on the back of the chief's head and burst into laughter, ”Did you think running here is going to save you? For your amusement, White Head City is soon going to be our territory. We almost died laughing when we learned that you came here to seek refuge!”

”Please, just let us go, take whatever you want, just spare our lives! We're nothing but a bunch of farmers,” the chief struggled to speak.

”And we are no murderers either, there's no point killing you all. We are only here to teach you that the righteous Hunters aren't going to save you. Offending us is actually the worst thing you did. I assume you know what you should say if anyone asks?” the Magician asked with a smile.

”Yes, yes, they...they were killed by sea monsters… the sea monsters attacked the village,” the chief answered, trembling.