C260 In the Depths of the Gray Fog

"Damn it, Qing Song, what are you doing? Get over here and help!"

A woman's angry voice suddenly pierced the air.

Not far off, a young maiden and a middle-aged man were fiercely vying for the remaining night watchman tokens amidst a cacophony of battle.

Daoist Priest Qingsong, with a look of alarm, glanced once more in the direction Jiang Dao had vanished. Snapping to attention