The man was consumed by his blood shot eyes. His movements were akin to Cadaver’s, a protector from the Cruor Sect, but with steps that were lighter and quicker.

“Got it.” Jerry nodded understandingly. “Based on my predictions, he must have been on our tail since Dixy Land.”

It was clear that they were dealing with a master of stealth. Even though there was no reason to panic, having him behind their backs was still a bit of an inconvenience. Jacob narrowed his eyes. “Find the man and get rid of him.”

“Understood, Boss.” Jerry acknowledged his orders.

Situated on the west side of Paramount was a three-stared medical facility called Radiant Hospital.

Inside Room Number 2104 of the special wards, Darryl was lying there on the bed next to the guy with long eyebrows. Their legs were all plastered up and in the midst of recovery. Each of them had a middle-aged man standing before their beds.

him pay!” Darryl shouted at his dad. His face was puffed, and

the guy on the other side of the ward said to the middle-aged man who shared an oddly similar looking eyebrow, “Unc, my legs are broken as well! They were snapped

a vicious look. “He had the nerves to strike my face in front of everyone! I’ll make sure

said with his fangs bared. “I’m going to

his legs!” The long brow

while shouting at the both of them to stop.

— Jeff, who was Head of Station Number 37 in the Southwest District said, “Shall we talk

shall.” Jeff nodded in agreement. He was

steps!” As soon as the elders walked out of the ward, Darryl cursed

down. His face was darker than a funeral scarf. “For now, let’s put aside the person who’s responsible for

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