Xiao Wanfeng, Set the Table and Make Tea!
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the scene of the trade fair...
The orderly scene under the watchful eyes of the Red Coats and White-clothed dissolved into anarchy.
No one knew whether it had been intentional, but after the imperial city's Saint Explosive Baptism and the Ice and Fire Saint seed exploded, a curtain of black raindrops pelted Southern City District's grounds, more so than any other area in the vicinity.
The power of the explosion was terrifying.
Rao Yaoyao mobilised the Red Coats and White-clothed, so onsight control was severely lacking.
How could those with the hope of fleeing give up this opportunity?
Thus, as soon as the Red Coats and White-clothed departed, the crowd dispersed.
Adhering to the principle of self-preservation, everyone at the trade fair scattered like birds and beasts.