He had previously led a group of people in an attack on the military's command center, intending to seize Xia Tan's door. But the plan had failed; Xia Tan's door wasn't there at all.
So, out of sheer desperation, he had no choice but to set his sights on Jiang Cheng.
After all, ordinary doors couldn't meet his current needs, and there was a being called Wu inside Jiang Cheng.
According to all the information they had gathered, Wu had great potential for growth. But so far, he hadn't demonstrated any particularly formidable abilities, and the Chief Judge believed he could take him down without much trouble.
"I only need to extract that door. It won't interfere with the Deep Abyss Plan." The Chief Judge's eyes were bloodshot. Lately, his luck had been abysmal.
First, the trial ceremony held at the Night Watch headquarters had been thrown into chaos by Xia Tan, who'd dropped in from the sky. Then his raid on the military command center had failed, and Chen Ran had chased him down and slashed his face. Finally, his ambush at Hanjiang Ferry had failed yet again, and Chen Ran's father, Gong Zhe, had crippled one of his arms. If the Candle Bearer hadn't found a red contract, he might not have made it out alive.
One failure after another had badly damaged his reputation among the Night Watch. He'd already heard rumors that several major families were furious with him and planned to jointly petition for his removal.
"Those ungrateful bastards. One day, I'll deal with you myself." Golden light shone from the Chief Judge's pupils, and he made no effort to hide the viciousness on his face.
"Chief Judge." A middle-aged man standing beside him hesitated before speaking. "We've just confirmed that Deep Red No. 2