A quarter of an hour after Li Deshang led a team of gunmen away from the city gate, several shadows appeared nearby.
They leaned against the shadows of the alleys, gazing up at the city walls.
"What's going on?"
"Why are there so many patrols now?"
"And guns too!"
A figure frowned, asking in a low voice.
Those beside him exchanged glances, clearly unsure of what had happened.
"Go and find out."
The person who spoke first said.
"Yes, Altar Master."
After nodding in response, several people quickly disappeared into the night.
The leader left behind watched the city gate of Mountain City with a flickering gaze.
He had prepared for a long time!
There must not be any mistakes!
This leader silently thought to himself.
Soon, several figures returned.
One of them, speaking very quickly and at a low volume, yet clearly, said, "Altar Master, a conflict broke out between the Golden Sand Gang and the authorities at the docks, alerting the soldiers."
"Golden Sand Gang?"