In the aftermath of the chaos, the land was left in shambles.
Houses had collapsed, their bricks, tiles, and wooden beams strewn about.
The wounded lay on makeshift stretchers, their agonized wails echoing without end.
Such scenes were common throughout the city, and the Zhu Mansion was no exception.
"In less than a year, first someone unleashed a horde of Pig Demons in the Prefecture City, then the Sanhe Gang and Qingyi Gang started their war, and now we have a demon scourge engulfing the entire city."
Nursing Director Zhang sighed.
"These are truly troubled times!"
"Things should be fine from now on," Qian Shiyao said in a low voice, bringing over a cloth that had been sterilized in boiling water and wiping at the 'wound' on Zhu Ju's body.
"The Sanhe Gang has now established a firm foothold, and even the Demons within the gang have been completely driven out."
"The days ahead should be much more peaceful."
