Then Killing Them All Is Fine, Right?

Then killing them all is fine, right? In the secret chamber, a massive light screen displayed the sights and sounds from the East Forest Base City conference hall in real time.

It was a valiant-looking woman—the Special Training Camp Dean, Shangguan Lan.

Shangguan Lan's face was so grim it seemed ready to drip water.

Standing with her hands behind her back, she watched the clan heads and military representatives on the screen. Once considered pillars of humanity, they were now like clowns, scrambling to pledge loyalty to the Mutated Beasts' lackeys. Her eyes were filled with disappointment, fury, and a faint but undisguisable pain.

That was right. Lin Ming had not entered this dragon's den alone without any preparation.

Before he left South River, Xiao Wuhen had given him this highest-level internal communicator from the Peak Martial Arts Hall.

Using the most advanced encryption technology and an independent energy system, this communicator could ignore most magnetic interference and environmental blockades, directly connecting to the Peak Martial Arts Hall Headquarters.

Before entering East Forest Base City, Lin Ming had activated the communicator and transmitted the sights and sounds here to Shangguan Lan in real time.

The reason he had been willing to enter the city with Lin Ya, listen to Demon Charm's nonsense, and even accept that Beast God's Heart was, on one hand, to probe the truth.

On the other hand, he wanted to give Shangguan Lan—or rather, the Peak Martial Arts Hall—a chance to see whether these traitors could still be saved.

After all, they were scarce high-level combatants among humanity. If they could be brought back from the wrong path, they would be an asset in the coming, even more brutal Beast Emperor Expedition.

But now, it seemed she had been overthinking it.

"Lin Ming," Shangguan Lan's voice