Safe house.
Luo Hao stood at the window, his expression grim as he watched the battle on the distant highway.
Blades flashed and vanished, Blood Mist scattered through the air, and severed limbs could occasionally be seen hitting the ground.
Though Liang Jian had only just entered the Mystic Mastery Realm, he had already opened up a clear gap between himself and blood descendants like Chou Ji and Shi Xuan.
If not for the blood descendants' outrageously powerful regenerative abilities, the two of them would already be lying on the ground.
Luo Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, considering whether he should go help, when a voice sounded behind him.
"Captain, Guangling has become a dangerous place. I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out until the Strategic Affairs Department arrives to reinforce us."
"Our only option now is to withdraw from Guangling. Otherwise, something could go wrong if we delay."
Mister Su said anxiously. Chou Ji and Shi Xuan were right before their eyes, and the Holy Lord was surely in the city.
The city had already become a dangerous place. They could not stay any longer.
Luo Hao's expression darkened as he replied, "The team is fighting for its life, and the senior colonel is battling to the death. Everything they're doing is to hold out until the Strategic Affairs Department arrives."
"Leaving the city now would bring only harm and no benefit."
"Mister Su, just let..."
Before he could finish speaking,
Luo Hao and Mister Su looked toward a corner of the room at the same time.
The light did not reach that place, leaving it shrouded in darkness.
A figure emerged from that patch of shadow.
It was an old man dressed in plain clothes. He smiled and said, "You're Mister Su, right?"
"Someone wants to