"Ah... this place... it's no good..."
"Don't burn it anymore~ Please, I beg you~"
"Spare me—"
"I'm dead! No, I'm already dead... Save me, oh ghost—"
Recently, people near the Town Martial Office had been considering moving.
Because from evening, the martial artists of the Town Martial Office began to set up long poles on both sides of the street at the entrance of the Government Office, then hung a huge lamp on each pole.
At first, everyone was curious about what the Town Martial Office was doing.
But soon, they heard wailing and howling coming from inside the lanterns.
At this moment, Zhang San had hung all the lanterns on the poles.
As night fell, the souls of the assassins previously captured by Zhang San were being burned by the special lamp oil confined within the lanterns by a Rune Array.
