Dressed in battle armor, carrying heavy weapons, Jack Clark and Justin Welan stood at the street corner and were very conspicuous, passersby couldn't help but take an extra look at them.
Following the Federation's crushing of the rebels and the suppression of the remnants the day before yesterday, Lester City had regained a bit of vitality.
For instance, there were noticeably more pedestrians on the streets, vehicles occasionally drove by on the roads, and some of the shops and restaurants had opened their doors.
But ever since the meeting ended, Justin Welan's face had been looking quite awful.
Jack Clark couldn't help but wonder, "Mr. Willard, are you constipated this morning? Why do you keep frowning?"
Justin Welan forced a smile, "My grim expression is because of the Blood Seed matter."