Thick black smoke poured through the shattered skylights of the Millstone Lane storehouse, carrying the sickening reek of burning spirit oil and scorched flesh into the midnight sky.
Zhao Feng had grown tired of waiting for the Law Enforcement Pavilion to drag their feet through legal codes and administrative tribunals. Humiliated by the complete collapse of his medicine extortion ring, the young master had bypassed the sect guards entirely, hiring a ruthless squad of outside rogues known as the Black Lotus Assassins to turn the entire outer market into a graveyard.
Their orders were clear: butcher every merchant connected to the pink pills, burn the district to the bedrock, and leave the corpse of the masked demon in the ashes to take the blame for the m******e.
Ye Chen kicked the burn
