‘Wealthy’

Just as Long Yuehong said that, another boom sounded from the direction he was pointing in as if to verify his words. Right on the heels of that was the sound of gunfire that penetrated the rain.

"It seems like there's a gunfight over there." Shang Jianyao's attention was instantly diverted as he guessed with interest, "Did someone attack them, or did they attack someone else?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Baimian wasn't a deity; she couldn't reenact the situation over there out of thin air.

She then teased Shang Jianyao. "What, do you want to go over and uphold justice?"