The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Looking at Chairman Grock, whose face had turned ashen, the goblin instinctively shivered and continued speaking with a trembling voice.

"It's true, sir! They're acting like madmen, gathering on the streets, shouting about settling scores with the Trade Union! Even worse, the guards of Black Wind Castle are not reacting at all, as if they're blind, letting those people rampage on the streets... Now only the guards of each guild are trying to stop them, but there are too many of them, and some sneaky guys even took off their clothes to join in! You, you'd better leave and lay low for a bit... I saw some unlucky guy being hung on a lamppost."

The air seemed to be squeezed tight by an invisible hand, suffocating everyone.

After a moment of silence, the meeting room exploded into chaos.

"This can't be! How dare those people?!"

"We are the economic lifeblood of Black Wind Castle! Are they crazy?"

"The guards didn't take action?! Those good-for-nothings... what are they thinking?!"

The representatives of the guilds turned pale, mixing the sound of chairs falling with hurried breaths.

Everyone thought of one possibility—

This might be the will of the Demon King!

Black Wind Castle is too close to Demon City, even the Lord couldn't act recklessly on his own territory, especially with hostile forces watching from nearby, but stirring up the lower caste goblins is a different matter.

Ridiculously, Grock was still planning to win favor through a plague, cooperating with the Dragon family to pressure Luo Yan at the new hearing, not realizing that the plan he intended to carry out next had already been enacted by someone who had returned from Thunder County more than a month ago.

They always seemed a step behind—

Even though they were the ones who struck first!

Realizing this, the previously calm individuals all panicked, jumping from their chairs.

"Quick! We need to go home and pack!"

A Hell Dwarf merchant abruptly stood up, pushing the chair away, and sprinted outside. Others followed in his example, rushing towards the door in a frenzy, eager to flee the warehouse that was about to be surrounded by angry goblins.

Grock stood dazed, cold sweat forming on his forehead, his mind buzzing.

Riots?

Impossible!

He never imagined those weak goblins would actually rebel, let alone aim their rage directly at him.

Wait—

Where's the evidence?

The Dragon family indeed poisoned the goblin community's water supply, he knew about this... but how did those people find out?!

But now is not the time to ponder, he must leave here immediately!

If he gets caught by those people, it won't matter whether he did it or not, he would be blamed!

He pushed aside a servant, sprinting down the alley towards the Sawtooth Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

This three-story building located in the core commercial area of Black Wind Castle, solid like a towering fortress, but in the face of the surging tide, the fortress seemed like a small ship in a storm, floating in an uneasy atmosphere.

Grock ran breathlessly, pushing open the guild's door with a "bang!", crashing onto the marble floor, scrambling to get up in a mess!

The commotion startled the staff in the hall, who all stopped their work, eyes filled with fear.

Grock ignored them, steadying himself against a wall, eyes fixed on the third floor, using all his strength to sprint upwards.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of the Sawtooth Chamber of Commerce, in front of the chairman's office window.

Night Song, dressed in a tailcoat, quietly watched the street outside the window.

What he saw was unexpected.

The pitch-black streets were filled with goblins, holding makeshift weapons and roaring as they surged towards the guild district. Rage burned in their eyes, like an uncontrolled flood, devouring everything in front of them.

Though the guild guards were well-trained, they couldn't withstand such a scale of riot, their defense line was on the verge of collapse.

At least fifty thousand goblins were charging at them—

The goblins of Black Wind Castle had never been so united!

Night Song frowned, his eyes flickered with thoughts, murmuring softly to himself.

"This is not how it was planned..."

The Black Storm uprising was part of the plan, but it was supposed to be the final step. The fire ignited too quickly, catching them off guard.

The mercenaries planted in the goblin community to incite had yet to act, as the fire burned on its own.

Furthermore, this fire, which should have erupted chaotically, did not spread towards the Lord's Mansion as expected but instead swept directly toward the Trade Union.

Why?

Night Song couldn't understand.

It's true that poisoning was arranged by the Sawtooth Chamber of Commerce, but those irrational rioters shouldn't have known about it, so how did they find their way here?

The Dragon family had considered many possibilities, including Luo Yan sending troops to suppress it directly, including Luo Yan requesting more support from the Padric family, yet they did not foresee that person would first incite rebellion on his territory and harness that power.

Just then, a terrified scream broke his train of thought, making him turn around.