Directly Sink Your Central Domain

Jintu Star, Central Domain, Hengchuan Main City, Martial Arts General Bureau.

Only scattered lights remained in the General Bureau late at night, and there were not many people on duty.

In the communications room, Feng Zihan held a cup of coffee as he leaned back in his chair to rest his eyes.

As a member of the Feng family, he had been assigned the easy job in the communications room as soon as he entered the General Bureau.

He did not need to venture out and fight for his life; he only had to guard the instruments and relay messages, which was fairly comfortable.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the corridor, slicing through the stillness of the night.

Feng Zihan frowned slightly, set down his coffee, and stood up.

He had just reached the doorway to ask what was going on when he saw a colleague from his group rushing over, panting heavily.

"Why are you panicking? What happened?"

The man braced himself against the wall and took two breaths before barely steadying himself.

"I just heard from the command post that something happened to the Chosen Group that was sent out on a mission an hour ago."

"The Chosen Group?" Feng Zihan's brow instantly furrowed.

The Chosen Group was the General Bureau's ace squad. They had never encountered any problems while carrying out missions, so how could something have suddenly gone wrong?

"Did their signal go out, or did the mission go awry?"

The man shook his head.

"I didn't dare ask too much. Anyway, there was a huge commotion over there. This can't be anything minor."

Feng Zihan's frown deepened, and an inexplicable heaviness settled in his heart.

Then, as if he had remembered something, his expression abruptly changed and he cried out in alarm.