On the highway.
Two jeeps roared toward Songshan City.
At the wheel, Chu Zhengxiong's face was grim.
He wanted nothing more than to floor the accelerator and fly straight back to the Demon Hunting Institute.
Just half an hour ago, he had received news.
The Demon Hunting Institute had been attacked by demon beasts.
This was completely unexpected for Chu Zhengxiong, and he had immediately started heading back with his squad.
He was burning with anxiety the entire way.
But the journey was long; it would still take over an hour to arrive.
He and Mo Yanfeng were tearing down the highway, one jeep behind the other.
They just wanted to get there faster. Every person they could save mattered.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Qin Zhaoxue's brows were also knitted in a deep frown.
Inside the Demon Hunting Institute were two of her classmates.
She was on good terms with them.
Naturally, she didn't want anything to happen to them.
