"Fuck! What the hell is that?!"
Seeing Huo Yuanhong crawling toward them at terrifying speed in that gruesome state, several assassins guarding the rooftop could no longer hold back. They whipped out their pistols and opened fire.
However...
It was useless.
"Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Huo Yuanhong merely adjusted his position slightly, placing the body of the Martial Master behind him in front to block the three bullets fired his way.
This equipment was simply perfect for climbing walls. He did not even need to laboriously climb by himself.
Before long, he charged onto the rooftop. Beneath the despairing gazes of the assassins, he launched a hunt like a tiger entering a flock of wolves...
"Ah!"
Nineteenth floor.
In a private room with excellent soundproofing, sandalwood incense curled through the air.
Wang Jingdu sat beside a rosewood tea table. Two cups of steaming Biluochun tea sat before him as he reminisced with the senior brother seated opposite him.
"Jingdu, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."
His senior brother, Yu Xiuqi, took a light sip of tea, a gentle smile at the corners of his eyes. "Back in university, you were the most stubborn one, but also Master's favorite. And now, in the blink of an eye, you've become the pillar of the Inspection Bureau, handling quite a few thorny cases. Even down in Southern Frontier, I've heard of your reputation..."
Wang Jingdu rubbed the smooth teacup between his fingers, his gaze tranquil. "Senior Brother flatters me. It is merely my duty. But you, Senior Brother—you went far away to Southern Frontier seven years ago. Your sudden return to Silver Moon this time surely isn't just for reminiscing?"
His tone was calm.
"Junior Brother is as sharp as ever. Indeed, I returned this