T-that was…0

Wei clamped a trembling hand over his mouth. The metallic tang of blood rose from the drenched corpses around him, making his head spin.0

I have to run…0

For now, he was still hidden among the bodies, but he knew that wouldn’t last long. Even so, his legs were shaking so hard that he couldn’t even crawl away. 0

The battle was fiercer than anything he had ever witnessed. Even Sun Ming, the Public Security Bureau’s most formidable warrior, couldn’t stand against that man.0

If only Sun Ming hadn’t lost his right arm at the start, would the outcome have been different? … No.0

There was no hope, even in useless what-ifs. Wei wasn’t naïve enough to cling to blind optimism. Besides, his sharp eyes couldn’t ignore the undeniable proof of defeat unfolding before him.0

To think that there’s someone stronger than Sun Ming is insane…0

Unlike Sun Ming, who gathered what little strength he had left with bloodshot eyes, Eun-Ho’s gaze was calm, unwavering. He was a man who burned with the intensity of a blazing flame, yet carried himself like a monk walking across still water.0

Once the fight’s over, he’ll come for me. Will he kill me? Of course he will.0

The thought made Wei tremble all over again.0

[The God’s Move from the Bureau of Corporate Relations sympathizes with the suffering of your poor soul.]0

[The Gambler from the Bureau of Investigation hopes you’ll rise to his feet one last time.]1

The messages echoed...0