Either they had run into a pack of dogs, or they had stumbled upon a massive banquet.
The Beggar Sect was fiercely united; one whistle blew, and ten thousand answered, bringing a steady stream of nearby members rushing to the scene.
In the old days, when a wealthy household hosted a banquet and beggars came to beg for food, they were always treated with courtesy—given good food and drink, plus a couple of coins, to send them on their way.
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