Only when he saw Su Xinghe awaken did he finally react.
The furious aura enveloping the courtyard slowly subsided.
As the blood-colored mist gradually faded, it revealed the weathered, resolute face of a man in his fifties or sixties.
He wore beast-hide battle armor, with a heavy battle saber strapped to his back. He held the sheepskin scroll from earlier in one hand, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Xinghe, are you all right?"
Gong Hao stepped forward, concern written all over his bronze face. Then he immediately remembered himself, stepped back twice, and introduced the man:
"This is our branch's A-One Commander, who also serves as bureau chief of the Demon Suppression Bureau here in Qingzhou. When he heard about your situation, he came all the way from the Outer Battlefield."
"Who would have thought that, just after you arrived in the city..."
As he spoke, he looked at Su Xinghe with lingering fear.
After arriving in Qingzhou, Su Xinghe had done plenty of research. Information on the Demon Suppression Bureau's eight commanders had naturally been his highest priority.
Sensing the remnants of the savage, baleful aura spreading freely overhead, he rose and cupped his fists in a salute.
"Thank you for saving me, sir!"
The A-One Commander's real name was Xu Lie.
He was a powerful martial artist who had risen from the ranks of Qingzhou's common people.
Less than fifty years after joining the Martial Dao Bureau, he had already reached the peak of the fourth-rank baleful convergence realm.
He had once been hailed throughout Qingzhou's martial world as a monstrous genius, backed by a mysterious powerhouse in the Capital.
His martial talent was beyond question, but unfortunately, his comprehension was somewhat lacking. Despite studying the Demon Suppression Bureau's Mental Secret Arts for years, he still had not awakened