Salute To The General

The bar appeared to be quite worn-down. The neon lights hanging in front of the bar entrance were about to fall. Behind the curtains, the sounds of music simmered. Max somehow felt like he had traveled back to a bar from decades ago.

Two men in cowboy clothing showed up. They eyed Max and his two bodyguards with sharp and inquisitive glances.

They had planned to question Max and his men.

However, after getting a closer look at Max's face, gone were inquisitive looks. They straightened their backs in respect as they fanned out to let Max pass.

Max opened the curtain and walked into the bar.

As expected, the bar was filled with men in cowboy clothing. There were women dressed in bunny costumes while serving the drinks. Meanwhile, exotic women danced to entertain the patrons of the bar.

Max and his bodyguards managed to garner everyone's attention as soon as they stepped into the bar.

They were a mix of desolate and anguished looks.

""Max, you're here."

The sound of an elderly man rang. Then, Max noticed a frail old man leading his four subordinates out of a room.

The shriveled old man was Moab, the leader of Shadow Fang, one of the ten most prominent werewolf clans.

He was flanked by four powerful subordinates the Four Generals of Shadow Fang.

the

"Moab!

a chair and took his seat. He gestured at the vacant seat opposite him and

casually and turned to a woman in a bunny costume.

replied

looked at Moab as if to ask what the

Moab shook his head.

brought Max

before saying to Moab, "It has not been a pleasant night. You guys have

You should have reminded us how formidable he is Did you know how much we have lost tonight? A Shaman, eighteen werewolf warriors,

I would not have resorted to

you guys rat me out after your mission has failed?

settle the scores. I

murder Nathan?"

"You want

be able to succeed on their own?" Max

Moab fell silent.

Moab was hesitating whether he should personally lead a team to kill Nathan, sounds of werewolves' angry growls could be

noble-looking man in a tuxedo had appeared at the bar entrance and