In the days that followed, some of the Ye Family's female relatives were released one after another, but no one knew Ye Tianhao's whereabouts.
The [Blood Moon Cult] fell apart under the Special Management Bureau's joint, cross-city crackdown.
As for the mole hidden within the Special Management Bureau, Lin Shuguang did not ask around, but he clearly sensed that the bureau had quietly begun to appear relaxed on the outside while tightening up within.
It was not until three days later, when a corpse was wrapped in a black body bag, that the atmosphere throughout the Special Management Bureau eased slightly. None of the senior officials would discuss it.
Lin Shuguang, who knew the truth, stood among the crowd, playing the part of a proper spectator.
Once he had finished watching the drama, he leisurely headed to the Blood Desolate Land.
Another massacre followed.
For a full half month, Lin Shuguang received no missions and spent all his time in the Blood Desolate Land.
After each session, Old Zhong, whom Feng San had assigned to the job, would come to collect the goods.
The sight left him utterly dumbfounded, but after half a month of this visual onslaught, he gradually grew numb to it.
Today, seeing Lin Shuguang come out carrying bags large and small again, he was slightly taken aback. "Sir, why are you out so early today?"
Lin Shuguang shook his head. "There are fewer and fewer Desolate Ghost Apes in this area."
The corner of Old Zhong's mouth twitched.
Why were there fewer?
Wasn't the answer obvious?
After Lin Shuguang left, more and more teams of hunters emerged from the Blood Desolate Land, shaking their heads in dejection.
"Fuck! What the hell is going on? Why couldn't we find any sign of Desolate Ghost Apes again today?"