It was just that Captain Zhao's face remained deathly pale, as if he were about to draw his last breath.
He gritted his teeth and said, clearly unwilling to accept it, "Damn the Black Lotus Cult. They're despicable and treacherous...!"
"That day, they ambushed Captain Xu and me. Though I was gravely wounded, I survived in the end."
"It's just a pity about Captain Xu..."
As he spoke, his eyes reddened.
He seemed to have been Captain Xu's sworn brother, his dearest friend and kin.
Lu Xiujie said solemnly, "Captain Zhao, please accept my condolences."
"Captain Xu's death can only be paid for with the lives of the Black Lotus Cult!"
"Once the reinforcements from County City arrive, I promise to kill every Black Lotus Cultist in Wancheng City. Not one will be left alive!"
Listening to Lu Xiujie's words,
Captain Zhao sneered inwardly.
"Hmph, what an outrageous boast. He thinks he can kill every member of the Black Lotus Cult?"
"The messenger you sent to County City died on the road long ago!"
"How could the County City Demon Suppression Division possibly send anyone here?!"
Of course, he said none of this aloud. His face remained deathly pale.
Lu Xiujie said, "Captain Zhao, rest well. I'll go take care of other matters."
Then Lu Xiujie turned and left Captain Zhao's room, walking out into the courtyard.
His eyes flickered as he murmured, "Zhao Qi's injuries aren't fake."
"And they really were inflicted by the Black Lotus Cult!"
"It seems unlikely that he's the traitor!"
"So who is it?!"
As a Colonel of the Demon Suppression Division, in charge of the entire Wancheng Demon Suppression Division,
he was not only powerful but also sharp-eyed.
The deaths of one Demon Suppression Guard after another had made Lu Xiujie sense that something