C1836 Retreat!

"It's all over for this Pill Shop," lamented a Martial Cultivator standing at a distance, observing the escalating situation with regret.

Right or wrong, the issue had spiraled beyond control.

Meadow was drenched in cold sweat as he stuttered, "I'll... I'll consult our boss..."

The ringleader, intent on having the boss take charge, had no intention of stopping him