Hearing the voice of a child crying for help, actually, more one child, the group that was about to leave halted in their steps.

Each of them exchanged glances with the person closest to them.

However, not one person made any movements, for this sequence of events was too strange.

Sounds of children crying in a city that was obliterated into ruins right when they were about to leave?

He Jing hesitated a while before turning to Fu Qian, “Fu Qian, several of you stay here while some of us will go over.” Since they ran into this, they should go check things out. Else, if word of their behavior leaked out, it would be detrimental to the Alliance as well as their Vermilion Bird Institute’s reputation.

Fu Qian nodded: “Understood.”

This way, if something did happen, one side could rush back to the Alliance headquarters for reinforcements.

Then, He Jing picked Huang...