The red car slowly drove away.
The Zhou Family's Fourth Master was still lying unconscious on the ground, ignored by everyone.
Old Wu watched the red car disappear into the night, feeling a bit sentimental. He didn't expect that the arrival of Fang Yi, this stranger, would uncover the shortcomings of the Dragon Team division here.
Originally, Old Wu intended to continue muddling through, but now that things have been exposed, even if he wants to continue like this, he's allowed, but the Dragon Guards present probably wouldn't allow it.
Pairs of eyes were still watching him.
Old Wu looked up at the night sky.
With a clap, Old Wu slapped his hands and then laughed heartily as if to warm up the atmosphere, saying, "Alright, alright, it's getting late. Don't just stand here. It's cold outside. Let's disperse and go home."
The crowd still had a hesitant look on their faces.
"What about this person?" someone asked.
