Song Zhenrong was feeling down, staring silently at the corpse.
Although it was only a few days of acquaintance, the fact was that Zheng Jiajun had followed him, and Song Zhenrong had indeed nurtured Zheng Jiajun as a trusted subordinate.
Who could have imagined that just an investigation task would lead Zheng Jiajun to such a fate.
He looked towards the distance.
At the back of the team, in the endless darkness.
Song Zhenrong had every reason to suspect that there were more demons lurking secretly over there.
"Mr. Diao, I'm going to make a trip."
He mounted a horse and spoke to Fang Yu.
But the next second, Fang Yu grabbed the reins of the horse.
"If anyone's going, it's going to be me."
Though considering Zheng Jiajun's remaining blood level, it seemed that this demon had been through quite a blood battle before finally taking Zheng Jiajun down.
Yet, who can be sure there aren't stronger demons hiding in the darkness at the back?
