Division of Interests

Delpon, which used to be much livelier, now seemed much quieter.

There were still street vendors hawking their wares, but they didn't dare to make so much noise anymore. Even if they were buying and selling goods with pedestrians, they would subconsciously keep their voices down. After all, there were still black bloodstains on the roads. The beggar army had been outside the city burying corpses for an entire night, and there were still a small number of soldiers who had not been buried.

There was a change in the garrison on the walls, and the traders going in and out were quite unaccustomed to this.

In the past, even if they brought some contraband with them, they would only need to slip some money to pass through, but now they couldn't figure out the temper of those lofty Golden Sons, so they were simply waiting for things to come to a conclusion.

Whether it would be strict or loose, there would eventually be a standard.