Mo Nanjue picked up the phone and watched the video. The content was nothing special, just a group of people exiting an old warehouse. Each wore camouflage clothing, tall and sturdy, with a black bag on their backs, looking no different from ordinary people.
The man's slender fingertips tapped twice, zooming in the image. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that when these people walked, their right wrists always faced inward, pressed against their leg sides.
It was rumored that those who joined the Flame Hall had to have a flame-like red mark tattooed on their wrists.
This was naturally to disguise, or it could be said that knowing they had such a mark on their hands, this became a habitual action.
It seems the rumors have some truth to them.
With a quick glance, Mo Nanjue caught this detail. He casually tossed the phone onto the table, with a fierce expression surfacing in his eyes and eyebrows.
