The Night Traveler's condition was deteriorating rapidly; he was just a breath away from death.
"Do you know where the Celestial King and the hunting squad are right now?" Lin Yuan asked urgently.
If the Night Traveler died, this hard-earned clue would be severed.
Moreover, the Night Traveler's rank was too low; he was just a minor character within their mysterious organization.
What he knew was so limited, and the clues he divulged were of little use.
To learn more, they had to capture the captain of their hunting squad.
Celestial King.
Yes, the man with the code name "Celestial King" was the key to breaking this deadlock.
"Huai..."
"Huai... Huai... splutter!"
Before the words could come out, another mouthful of blood gushed from the Night Traveler, then his head slumped, life extinguished!
Night Traveler died?
Just as he was asking the most critical question, the Night Traveler died?
"Damn it!" Lin Yuan cursed, landing a frustrated punch on the Night Traveler's corpse.
