"How is the situation now?"
The patrollers were drawn in by the words of that kid Qitian. No one can resist gossip; they are born with an innate curiosity and thirst for knowledge about any gossip.
"It's over."
"Huh? Didn't you say there were many, many Creators?"
The patrollers knew Lin Fan was formidable, but you just said there were many of them. Even if it's about cleaning up and hunting, it should take some time, right?
"Yes, there indeed were many Creators, but they've all been thoroughly cleared by Uncle Lin."
Patroller said, "What's the crucial situation then?"
Wang Qitian blinked, quite confused, and said, "I didn't even clearly see it before it ended."
Patroller: ...?
Alright, what was said seems to make no difference.
...
The place where Wang was hiding.
The atmosphere at the scene was very tranquil, and the entire room was so quiet it was frightening. Even a pin dropping on the ground could be heard with a resounding sound.
"Did you see it?"
