Chun Prefecture.
Eight-Nine Prefecture.
The senior officers stood neatly in two rows, waiting for the meeting to begin.
All of them reeked of blood.
Even bathing had failed to wash away that foul smell.
This was what Chun Prefecture had accomplished over the past few days.
They had gone on a killing frenzy.
The Korean army within Chun Prefecture had become lambs to the slaughter.
Every senior officer in Chun Prefecture led a team, slaughtering the Alien Races who had crossed into their territory.
"Brother Tiger."
"Brother Nine."
"Brother Tiger."
Whoosh.
The doors were pushed open.
All the senior officers instantly straightened.
Little White Tiger wore a dark expression. He had not smiled once since Xiao Yuan was injured.
Old Ninth was even more frightening. His White Bangs had been stained pale red with blood, scraps of flesh remained beneath his nails, and he even smelled of rotting corpses.
"What's the situation?"
After sitting down, Little White Tiger calmly lit a cigarette.
During this time, the senior officers had split up and encircled the Korean army, defeating them one group at a time.
Having lost their leader and Saint Master, the Koreans had long since lost their initial arrogance. Every one of them was like a rat scurrying across the street.
Chun Prefecture had sent them fleeing with their hands over their heads.
"The Koreans are finished. Their three-hundred-thousand-strong army has been split into eight groups. Apart from a few corps near the border that fled early, the rest have been trapped inside Chun Prefecture by Ice Prefecture and the Second War Zone."
"It's only a matter of time before we wipe them out."
White Mouse was the first to speak.
Lecherous as the fellow was, he actually had a good head on his shoulders.
Whenever Xiao Yuan and Fang