At the same time, he took out his phone and dialed the number Xiaoyan had sent him.
...
「Shengjing. The Federation Building.」
Li Yutong looked over some recent reports, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He spoke, a headache creeping into his voice.
"The Taishan Forbidden Area, Ao Tao's disappearance, Sakata Shindo's fall, the reincarnations of the Ancient Sons, and all these younger members of the Demon Race in the city..."
Beside him, an old man with a thick beard and an exceptionally stern face spoke in a steady voice.
"We can ignore the Taishan matter for now. Those Dead Immortals don't seem to be leaving the Taishan area, and Ao Tao has probably gone into seclusion somewhere... All I want to know is, what are we going to do about the Demon Race?"
As he spoke, he slammed his hand on the table in a fit of temper, showing no regard for Li Yutong's position. He glared and said,
