At this moment, Zhao Honglie didn't even have the mind to issue a retreat order to his subordinates.
When the members of the Black Sand Gang saw their leader fleeing in disgrace, their expressions changed drastically, as if mourning the death of their parents. They frantically dropped their weapons and fled out of the city in a mad rush.
Their speed was much faster than when they had entered the city.
After the trio left, Ge Qing didn't linger either and turned to leave.
With Ge Qing's pills aiding his recovery, Liu Yuanhu's injuries had stabilized. Just as he was about to thank Ge Qing, the man had already disappeared. Only Ge Qing's serene voice lingered in the air.
"This old man merely prefers a bit of peace and quiet. Resume as usual in the days to come."
After Ge Qing's departure, Mo Chen hurried over to inquire about Liu Yuanhu's condition.
"Brother Liu, how are you? Is the situation serious?"
