Two men and a woman revealed themselves. The man in the lead frowned and asked.
Wearing the gaunt man's face, Chen Lun slowly raised his head to look at the three of them, mist flashing through his eyes.
High-ranking assassins of the Black Knife Brotherhood... three Black Knives?
A polite smile appeared on his face.
"You came at just the right time."
"Hm?"
The three Black Knife assassins' expressions suddenly changed. They sensed an unusual danger emanating from the man before them.
"He's not Duhalu!"
"Retreat first..."
The three Black Knife assassins shuddered, their bodies stiffening reflexively.
At some point, the "Duhalu" before them had appeared behind them. Almost pressed against the backs of their heads, he calmly uttered two words:
"Too late."
Peacock City Containment Bureau.
The local branch was nothing more than an unremarkable two-story apartment building.
"Chief! Urgent intelligence!"
An investigator strode up to the desk with a letter in hand and passed it to a middle-aged man. Several other men and women were also present, all deputy chiefs of the Containment Bureau.
Before the investigator arrived, they seemed to have been holding a meeting. Their expressions were all grave.
"What's so urgent?"
The man sitting in the cowhide office chair asked with a frown.
"There was a major incident aboard the Maritime Treasure Hunt at the East District Port. Twelve members of the upper-class elite died, and more than sixty were injured... it seems someone attacked the auction venue, causing the incident."
"What?!"
Chief Amos exclaimed in shock.
"Which faction did it?! How has the Black Knife Brotherhood responded?"
"Chief, we don't know which faction was responsible yet, but... the Black Knife Brotherhood has almost been wiped out..."
The investigator spoke in a strained voice.
"?!"
The chief rose to his feet, and all the deputy