Night fell.
Dark figures shot out from the Zhou Mansion, fanning out to every corner of the town in search of suitable prey.
If Leping County, with its gates sealed shut, was a forest, then they were its predators.
And the townspeople were their prey.
The hunt had begun.
Zhou Qing, his eyes blood-red, let out a low roar. Shrouded in a bloody glow, he charged into a room, and a piercing scream immediately followed.
In a nearby courtyard, Sixth Master Zhou tossed the corpse of a grown man to the ground. His gaze fell on a mother and daughter huddled together in a corner, trembling uncontrollably. A flicker of complex emotion crossed his scarlet eyes.
Struggle!
Reluctance!
...
"ROAR!"
He threw his head back and roared in fury, smashing through a wall and fleeing into the distance.
On a long street, a slender figure stood in the middle of the road. Corpses lay strewn at his feet.
The bodies were those of the patrol guards.
