One corpse after another was carried out from the large courtyard.
And the Fishing Guild younger brothers who carried the bodies all wore faces of grief.
On a stretcher lay a body, covered by a white cloth, their last shred of dignity in this world.
Yesterday, they had all been able to eat and drink, and when they heard that Fifth Master's sister had gone missing, the whole Big Vegetable Market helped in the search, and some even followed Chen Jie to exterminate Feng San's gang.
And now they had become corpses.
They too had wives and children, families and dependents; but such is the Jianghu, where life and death can be a matter of moments.
Chen Jie's mood was somber, these men, if one were to really think about it, should be considered to have died because of him.
Although it wasn't Chen Jie's fault, when tracing it back to the root, it was he who had led them to their deaths.
