In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.
In South City, inside a dilapidated old residence, Cheng Zongyang handed the buns in his hands to the beggars there.
This was a temporary gathering spot for the city's beggars.
After a great deal of effort, he managed to learn some things from them.
'This should be foolproof now. I hope I won't have to use my backup plan.'
Using that backup plan would mean the situation in the city had spiraled out of control.
Time continued to pass. As night fell, Cheng Zongyang left his residence with a black cloth strip tied over his face.
All the necessary preparations were complete. All that was left was to buy the Martial Arts and get his second uncle. Then, in the morning, he would take his second uncle and aunt and leave the County Town.
After this, he likely wouldn't return to the County Town until the surrounding situation stabilized.
