Soon, the lights came on in the previously dim hall. Having received Sayu's warning in advance, Fang Zheng had naturally found a hidden spot early on. He poked his head out and looked down below.
Soon, the doors opened. First, a group of people dressed like servants entered and began cleaning up and making preparations. Then, one by one, people in splendid attire entered. They wore expensive clothing and were clearly members of high society. In addition, every one of them wore a mask. Clearly, they had done so to conceal their true identities.
That alone showed just how deeply these man-eating monsters had embedded themselves within human society.
Fang Zheng was not discouraged by this. On the contrary, he grew even more excited. This meant that their species must possess a powerful organization, and as long as he destroyed it, his shackles could be lifted once again—just as when Fang Zheng had blown up the Tojo Clan. Though the Tojo Clan itself was not the yakuza, it was the largest yakuza organization in Kanto. Destroying it had counted as completing a mission.
The same applied to these man-eating monsters. From what he had seen so far, these creatures were like yakuza thugs. Eradicating every last one of them would be difficult, but if he took out their strongest group, like the Tojo Clan, that might well count as achieving his objective.
It was like in a wuxia novel. Wiping out the Qingcheng Sect or destroying the Longmen Escort Agency would not be a big deal, but if you burned down Shaolin and Wudang, then you would become famous throughout the land.
He simply did not know which group among these Ghouls was their Shaolin or Wudang, so Fang Zheng could only deal with them one by one.
After all,