In the world, every sip and bite has a predetermined fate.
In the end, this Silver Fox still fell into Zhou Dao's hands.
As a town leader, Wang Xuanzhi raising such a terrifying demon beast isn't much of a big deal, but he was also cultivating through it and suffered such a heavy loss. Once the news spreads, it would not only invite criticism but also endless trouble.
Chen Qinggang was mature and prudent, aware of the danger involved. No matter what, the corpse of this Silver Fox could not stay.
That's why he took action to dispose of it cleanly, and ordered someone to throw it into the Demon Burning Furnace to eliminate any traces.
In Chen Qinggang's eyes, among all the people in the Demon Gathering Room, Zhou Dao was the most reliable.
After all, Zhou Dao's dedication to his work was well-known within the department.
Only by entrusting this task to Zhou Dao could Chen Qinggang feel at ease.