"Earthquake?"
The guards were startled.
"Could also be an attack from The North Sea." Someone signaled to the crowd to remain calm and wait for instructions from above.
The refugee camp guards rotated shifts day and night, ensuring there were always people on duty.
This place detained many of Swimming City's key criminals; its defenses were undoubtedly tight.
Three Great Grandmasters, eighteen Grandmasters, over a hundred elite guards, and senior officials of the City Lord's Mansion took turns guarding, ensuring absolute security here.
As expected.
Half a minute later, a senior official responsible for duty from the City Lord's Mansion descended from upstairs hastily, carrying an arsenal box.
"Keep your eyes sharp! No matter who it is, if they try to leave, kill them immediately!" After issuing the command, the official adjusted his City Lord's Mansion uniform and continued downstairs.
The refugee camp's location was in the southwest corner of the City Lord's Mansion.
