Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Zhong Yan had just hung up the phone.
His Second Senior Brother walked over and said, "Was that a call from our youngest brother?"
Zhong Yan nodded. "Yeah. He was asking about the situation on the mountain. I only told him the good news, not the bad."
As he spoke, he glanced down the mountain.
He saw many young Daoists carrying stretchers.
On every stretcher lay one of their fellow disciples.
Some were even covered with white sheets.
Zhong Yan was right; the men in black last night hadn't actually breached the mountain gates.
However, in order to repel them,
Dragon Tiger Mountain had also paid a heavy price.
Especially after they fought off those men in black,
they had then headed toward Dragon Tiger City.
And by coming to the aid of the Left Guard, Public Security Bureau, and Demon Hunting Institute in Dragon Tiger City,
they had also suffered considerable losses.
"He also asked about Master!"
