The news of Grave being assassinated while distributing medicine spread rapidly, with all signs pointing to the desperate nobles of the Upper District. Although the enraged civilians didn't take up arms to storm the Upper City in a riot, they began organizing marches, demanding that the criminals be dragged out for public shaming.

The suppressed hatred and anger reignited, clearly indicating this was a targeted assassination.

Grave had been a bridge for communication between the Lower City people and the Upper City and was always dedicated to persuading residents, encouraging them to look at the bigger picture and resolve disputes more rationally.

The majority of Oasis City's Lower City residents didn't understand the consequences of the collapse of laws and regulations. Grave gathered them together, painstakingly analyzing the pros and cons for them. Under his patient explanation, more and more people returned to reason, willing to hand over the "Goddess" granted weapons to be managed by the Church Court.

This is another interpretation of the "fang disease."

Many civilians in the Lower City believed this was not a disease but instead saw the weapons they acquired as Grave brought back the Magic Potion and viewed it as confiscating their weapons.

However, following Grave's shooting, the civilians in the Lower City, whom he had painstakingly convinced, changed their minds. With certain people tirelessly fanning the flames, they decided to keep their weapons in hand, even setting a time limit. If the people of the Upper City could not give them an explanation, they were prepared to riot at any moment.

"There are bad people among the crowd!"

The next morning, Mary, knowing the situation in the Lower City, sighed deeply. She also felt deep regret over Grave's death. The existence of people like Grave and Leon was an important foundation for the Far West to see light again.

Mary did not believe the shooting was the work of Upper City officials or nobility. They had been received successive arrest warrants and were too busy to think about anything else. Killing an old man who distributed Magic Potion to the Lower City civilians at this time wouldn't help them but only increase people's hatred towards them.

Yet, Grave's death did have a direct impact on many people in the Lower City.

For example, Laris was renewed as a leader among the civilians, tirelessly conveying that compromisers would only follow in Grave's footsteps. He presented this as a life-and-death war, insisting that they had to fight constantly until every official and merchant in the Upper City was killed.

As long as these people exist, the filth of this world cannot be cleansed.

"Senzi, give some advice."

With her chin resting on her hands, Mary knew that Ethan's progress wasn't smooth either. His identity as a double agent had been seen through by Bazarian at a glance. Given his spiritless state today, like an eggplant beaten by frost, Mary guessed it was likely a confrontation had occurred between Ethan and Bazarian, leaving Ethan badly affected.

But at this moment, she urgently needed the advice of a consultant.

"Huh?"

Ethan lifted his head, still groggy and appearing absent-minded.

"Grave is dead, he was shot by an assassin mingled among the crowd."

The bullet went straight to his heart, and he was already pronounced dead when taken to the doctor.

"That's a good thing."

???

Mary's eyes widened in disbelief. She knew that whenever Senzi spoke, it was bound to be profound, but this time his reasoning was beyond human comprehension. She couldn't help but wonder if Ethan had got drunk last night and been called to the city hall early in the morning, leading him to talk nonsense.

"It's Grave, not Laris."

She reminded Ethan, "It was the old detective who studied at the Truth Society, always dedicated to resolving Oasis City's disputes peacefully."

Ethan actually said it was a good thing that this diligent old detective was shot.

In Mary's eyes, the one who truly deserved to be shot was Laris, who continually incited civilians to riot.

"I know who Grave is."

Ethan sat up straight, "Lizi, look, let me analyze it for you. What does it indicate that Grave was shot while distributing Magic Potion to the civilians in the Lower City? Doesn't it suggest that your way of resolving the dispute hit Bazarian's sore spot, so their elector had no choice but to eliminate Grave in such a manner? This suggests you chose the right path."

"Speaking of Bazarian, do you think Bazarian is the kind of person? With her ability, if she truly wanted to throw Oasis City into chaos, would it be necessary to arrange for a gunman among the crowd to shoot Grave? A plague would be far more efficient than inciting the civilians. This indicates that Bazarian is one who follows the rules of the game. She promised to participate in the mayoral election and thus let things be settled among the followers themselves, which is a pretty good thing."

Mary stayed frozen in her chair, mouth open, unable to utter a word for quite some time.

Compared to the shooting in the Lower City, a more urgent thought surged—she was more eager to open Ethan's mind to see what was inside.

Yet she wasn't skilled at debating with people, having previously leaned towards resolving disputes with simple and efficient brute force. Ethan had just delivered such a barrage of reasoning that she was at a loss to counter it.

"Just wait."

She gestured to pause, her brain racing with thoughts, her golden hair whirling like a propeller, and a plume of blue smoke rising from above her forehead.

"I mean, Grave was shot in the Lower City."

"Yes."

"Being shot means he took a bullet to the chest and died on the way to the clinic."