Outside the city, at a stronghold of the Scarlet Hand.
Commander Lin Mingjie had an arm around each of two numb-faced girls, constantly kneading under their clothes.
Upon hearing that the Seventh Squad had been annihilated,
he was not angry, but rather intrigued, "It's been a while since anyone dared to provoke us like this…"
Ever since that time, when he bloodily killed some sightless Awakeners, no one with that kind of guts had shown up again.
Across from him,
Vice Commander Scar was engaged in some kind of piston movement, now looking annoyed, "The trash from the Seventh Squad were actually killed by just three people!"
"Indeed trash, Shi Yanming in a one-on-one fight couldn't even touch the opponent's clothes, completely disgracing the face of our Scarlet Hand. If it were a lack of strength, it would be one thing, but that person, showing only third layer Awakening strength, still wasn't a match—that Shi Yanming deserved to die."
"But…"