For the first time in a thousand years, the Stone Gate of Wooden Man Alley was closed.
Elder Wang's face was ashen as he gazed at the floor littered with the severed limbs of wooden men, remaining silent for a long while.
Damn it all!
'Just who was the soulless bastard who did this? Did he have some kind of blood feud with these wooden men, as if they'd murdered his father and stolen his wife?'
In his decades managing Wooden Man Alley, he had never encountered such a shameless scoundrel.
While the wooden men in the alley were occasionally damaged, it was always minor. A situation like this—a complete massacre of every last one—was truly a first.
"Investigate!"
Elder Wang gritted his teeth. He was determined to hunt down the perpetrator.
He glanced at the wreckage on the floor again, a headache throbbing. It would take at least three years to get Wooden Man Alley running again. His only hope of avoiding punishment from the Law Enforcement Hall was to find the culprit.
