Watching O'Neill and his gang storm off in a huff, Zhou Bai didn't try to stop them. The business of bagging people in private was pretty much over now that Wolf had left—no evidence anyway!
Next, Zhou Bai's gaze landed on those Lords.
They had all been at the forefront of the bystanders—the crowd had dispersed now, and with their own guards, that bunch really stood out.
But seeing that several Lords had "tourist identity" tags above their heads, Zhou Bai quietly walked over to Jin Jingshan's crew.
"Did you guys get your number?" Zhou Bai took the initiative to ask.
"Yep, got it. We're just about to head to the Commercial Management Office and pick our market spot!" Jin Jingshan nodded amicably.
He was feeling a bit sentimental inside.
Just now, thanks to some explanations from nearby folks, they'd already learned Wolf's true identity and Fasal Village's unique status—once again, they understood just how deep Hope Village's roots ran.
