532 Plotting: Part 2

Most of the partygoers were ordinary people, but there was no lack of soul hunters, too.

Many ordinary folks, for some reason or other, would choose to do this.

The moral degradation of the soul hunters had been a concern. Ansel knew this problem, but it was not something he alone could change. Since the soul hunters were still relatively weak, the Darksider groups always found fault with and suppressed them.

Among the more self-indulgent soul hunters had several powerful ones. So everybody just had to groan and bear it.

Ansel meandered in the streets, scanning the goods that were spread out for sale on the ground. There were precious jewelry of the past, expired instant noodles, and also various weird-looking stones and woods.

The Blacktide was not static. It moved like a sea with low and high tides. So many people, to get some food, would wait for the tide to recede and salvage anything they could find useful near the edge of the Blacktide.