"Uncle, what do we do? What do we do? It's over, I'm finished, I'm dead, it's over..."
Stanley Tang clutched his head and crouched on the ground. Night had completely fallen, but there were still many sounds outside the house, and the stench of blood kept seeping in.
Leonard Tang's attempt to resolve Stanley Tang's predicament had already been overheard by the Wraithshade within the supernatural entity, so Leonard chose a house on the western edge near the forest to settle in, assigning the soldiers elsewhere to evade the surveillance of Zou Mu's men.
However, what Leonard Tang hadn't expected was that, just after settling in and having lunch, the Grant Family's cavalry burst out from the woods. In the massacre that lasted only an afternoon, he witnessed at least 100,000 people die.
"What do we do, Uncle? What are we going to do?"
Stanley Tang spoke frantically, his voice trembling with sobs. Leonard Tang pulled him up and then laid him on the bed.
"The enemy won't stay here for long, and this place is rather secluded. No one knows about it. Just sleep peacefully, Stanley. Your uncle will stay here and keep watch."
Soon, due to the effect of the medicine, Stanley Tang fell into a deep sleep. A faint green glow flickered in the room, and Wraithshade emerged.
"The monster has gone from one to many."
Leonard Tang nodded. What he witnessed today was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. The utterly inhuman massacre left him shaken to his core—the cavalry seemed to have lost all humanity, now nothing but beasts.