"Chen Qing, contact my sister quickly. Something bad might be happening," he said in a low tone.
Chen Qing nodded slightly and dialed the number.
The captains exchanged glances. Though they didn't understand the specifics,
the term "Sixth-order Gu Master" alone was enough to shock them.
When the call was answered, Lu Zijin's languid older-sister voice sounded: "How is it? Did you catch the witness?"
Just as Chen Qing was about to respond, the phone was snatched away.
"Sister, something's happened."
Lu Zicheng bowed his head and said softly, "I found Parasitic Gu at the scene."
He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking loudly.
The terror in his eyes faded, replaced by a piercing, bone-deep killing intent that practically boiled over.
Chen Qing knew what Parasitic Gu meant to him: "Young Master, stay calm."
On the other end of the line, there was a sudden smack.
Lu Zijin seemed to have slammed her desk: "What did you say? Are you sure it's Parasitic Gu?"
