"Brother Chu, I heard all the Demon Hunting Squads in the various cities were attacked by men in black?"
Lin Yi said as he looked at Chu Zhengxiong.
At his words, Chu Zhengxiong nodded, his expression grave.
"The attacks are ongoing. They haven't stopped. So far, eight captains have been killed, and nearly twenty-odd cities have been attacked!"
"Those damn men in black robes are coming right for our Demon Hunting Bureau!"
As he spoke of this, the hatred in Chu Zhengxiong's eyes deepened.
Even though they weren't all from the same city's Demon Hunting Squad, they were still comrades-in-arms.
Captain after captain had died tragically at the hands of the men in black.
Among them were several he had been on good terms with.
Comrades from yesterday, now separated by death.
It would be hard for anyone to bear.
Lin Yi understood Chu Zhengxiong's feelings.
They had known each other for quite some time, so he understood Chu Zhengxiong's personality well.
