They picked a mid-range hotel in Ailuotis.
The group forged new identities and checked in.
"What about those small fry outside? Should we ignore them?"
Leng Qingying asked, sitting on the bed in Lu Cang's room.
"Hmm… There's no need to make the first move."
This blatant malice was actually more comforting than some deeply hidden conspiracy.
"They should come to us on their own."
"If they really don't, we'll just go find them tonight."
Leng Qingying said, "Oh…"
The nation of Ailuotis was indeed chaotic, but crime was still confined to the alleyways and dark corners.
There weren't brazen murders happening out on the main streets.
Even in the alleys, you didn't see people getting killed, though punishments like chopping off a hand did happen.
But in this world…
Losing a hand wasn't that serious. With a bit of money, you could get it reattached or even have it undergo Rebirth.
Missing limbs were no big deal.
It was called chaotic.
