"Did you see an old lady holding a child about two years old at Jinxiu Market today?" Song Zhao and Gu Yanzhi aimed their guns at the crowd, demanding harshly.
Since it was located at the entrance of Jinxiu Thunderbolt District, everyone simply referred to it as Jinxiu Market.
"No, no, no, no, no, we didn't go to Jinxiu Market today,"
the remaining people said, waving their hands repeatedly.
"Then, did you see anyone hanging around Jinxiu Market?" Song Zhao continued to question sternly.
"I, I saw them," one person said, trembling and raising his hand; his knife dropped to the ground with a clatter, frightening him so much that he jumped up.
"Speak!" Gu Yanzhi barked loudly, turning the gun barrel toward this person.
"I, I, I, today at noon I saw," he stammered nervously, swallowing repeatedly before continuing,
"People from Dark Cloud lurking nearby, they went to Jinxiu Market, I watched them go in."
