A car slowly stopped in the central district.
The crowd had dispersed somewhat, but still many people lingered, whispering secretly.
Click!
Xia Yu opened the door and got into the car, where an elderly man on the back seat, with his eyes closed, asked, "What about Lei Zhe?"
"He was exiled."
"Exiled?"
Tiqie Xianzuowen's expression was indifferent. Before rushing over, he had received the relevant report, or else he wouldn't have arrived so promptly.
Opening his eyes, the Far Moon Commander stared at Xia Yu.
"What did he say before he left?"
Seeing the gravity in the eyes of the Far Moon Commander, Xia Yu replied in astonishment, "He didn't really say anything. I just asked a few security personnel and one Special Hunter to escort him away..."
Speaking of which, he paused.
"That's right!"
An inexplicable unease.
Food Duel!
