Not long after, besides those injured, another twenty or so people were captured and tied up in the infirmary.
Several others were cut down by random sword strikes, leaving their appearances rather tragic.
Meng Yunzheng counted the numbers and knew that about ten people were still unaccounted for; either they were too far away to hear the commotion, or they heard and simply hid.
He met with Old Master Yang and Lu Wu, and whispered, "Let's search the entire black market."
Couldn't let a few slip through the net, as few in number as they may be, capable of accomplishing great things, just like them. Just a few of them caused such turmoil in this vast black market where people can hide at any time.
Old Master Yang and the others had no objections, so they divided into groups of four and began a carpet search.
Meng Yunzheng took a few people directly to the third floor. If there were any slightly skilled people in this black market, they were likely to be on the third floor.
