"With Hongjun's death, the Demon Race has become a mess."
"All you need to do is hold your troops and watch the tigers fight."
Everyone exchanged looks, not knowing what to do.
Letting the Demon Race kill each other, wouldn't that benefit those demons?
And as mere bystanders, what honor is there?
But since it's the Master's imperial edict, who would dare to defy it even a bit?
They could only swallow their voices and dared not express dissent.
"My lord, Blood Shadow at your service."
Amidst the doubts of the officials, a figure quietly knelt down.
It was none other than that mysterious assassin!
This return to the capital was indeed a grand success.
"Rise."
Zhang Beixing spoke calmly, unruffled.
"When you killed Hongjun this time, did you discover anything suspicious?"
"Master sees clearly, though Hongjun is dead, his followers are not yet eliminated."
The Blood Shadow Clone bowed, speaking respectfully.
