Chapter 68 — Blood Washes the Long Street
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
"From these stone statues, it seems one could comprehend no small number of cultivation arts. "
Shen Mu marveled. Suddenly a middle-aged man walked over and said with a smile, "Young lad from the countryside, want to earn some money?
I have a way for you to make a fortune. The city lord's manor is recruiting people to fight on the arena. Win one match, and you shall be paid a hundred dragon coins!
"
Shen Mu shook his head. The middle-aged man went off to find someone else.
He found a youth, who followed him into the city lord's manor in high excitement. "Fighting on the arena at the city lord's manor? What is the Lord of Crimson Dragon City planning? " Shen Mu was puzzled.
Just at this moment, a voice burst into loud laughter.
"Ever since the Dark Demon Cult Leader Fan Xuanshu died, his widow has been like a divine dragon that shows its head but never its tail—vanished without a trace. Who could have thought her ladyship would grace my Crimson Dragon City with her presence? Your ladyship's arrival from afar brings luster to my humble city!
"
This voice was sonorous to the extreme, clearly revealing a cultivation of incomparable depth and might.
Shen Mu's eardrums were shaken into a dull ringing, and quite a few pedestrians on the street were actually shaken senseless! Shen Mu was astonished: "The cult leader's widow?
Could it be Granny?
"
"The city lord is too kind. " A most enchanting voice came through, seductive beyond measure. The moment Shen Mu heard this voice, he felt his mouth and tongue go dry, as if countless heart-demons had leaped out from the depths of his heart, singing and dancing. No one knew how many pedestrians on the street abruptly turned as if drunk: they waved their arms and stamped their feet, roared with laughter, their faces twisted, their expressions crazed.
After a moment, these people returned to normal, staring at one another in bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.