The demon never came, but instead, more and more people gathered around the camp.
This should have been a good thing, but more people meant more chaos.
Intense gunfire erupted in the night sky, bullets zoomed through the air, causing invisible ripples.
It was unclear what had exactly happened, but it seemed a few people already had grudges before, and when they met, they started fighting, pulling nearby people into the brawl.
Everyone here, although appearing calm, was suppressing brutality within, like ticking time bombs ready to explode at any moment.
However, Su Changxing and his companion hid by the rocks at the camp's edge, peeking at the scene inside the camp.
Qu Ping said assertively, "If more people start fighting later, we'll just retreat first; otherwise, we might get caught up in it."
Su Changxing nodded in agreement.
