The mayor's office.
The city's top officials had gathered.
The big shots who could shake Chun Prefecture with a stamp of their feet were now silent as frightened cicadas.
All because that god of slaughter outside the city had entered the fray.
Overlord Stronghold was a very unusual presence.
They possessed terrifying force, yet were bound by no restrictions, including morality.
In Overlord's words, they were robbers to begin with. How much integrity could anyone expect from them?
Now the people of Overlord Stronghold were heading straight for the San Mu Building.
Corpses littered their path.
Every Kou Islander they saw along the way was hanged from a streetlight.
Over a thousand Kou Islanders' corpses hung along ten li of streets. The sight was as shocking as it could get.
Representing his father-in-law, Bu Tingyang strode into the office.
"Uncle Zhu."
Bu Tingyang greeted Chief Zhu respectfully.
The only force in Chun Prefecture City capable of resisting Overlord Stronghold was the Police Bureau. If Bu Tingyang wanted to save anyone, he had to reach an agreement with Chief Zhu.
Unfortunately, the old fox refused to take the bait and merely nodded with a smile.
"Uncle Zhu, my father-in-law has fallen ill from anger. The bandits from Overlord Stronghold are burning, killing, and looting in the city. You have to do something."
Bu Tingyang dumped that weighty responsibility on Chief Zhu.
"All of us are counting on you to take charge."
The other senior officials looked expectantly at Chief Zhu, all hoping he would be the one to stick his neck out.
"Little Bu, you can't put it that way," Chief Zhu interrupted. "How many people does our Police Bureau even have? We couldn't take down those bandits even if every last one of us died."
"I suggest you contact the