At this moment, those monitoring the surveillance were not only the staff of the Asylum but also the captains of the third and fifteenth squads of the Gao Ta Town Garrison Corps.
"Is this our man?"
Ding Tai Sheng instinctively thought that the Garrison Corps intended to intercept Wu Jiu.
Ming Che, accustomed to such pigheadedness and without showing any hint of disgust, explained:
"Wu Jiu's identity is unique, and we wouldn't deal with him so brazenly. Moreover... anyone who can injure Lin Wurou with a single punch must be at least captain-level, and I certainly don't recognize such a person."
Ming Che had an idea of which organization it might be, but none of it concerned him. He watched with the mentality of a spectator, waiting for Wu Jiu and the giant to determine the victor.
In the surveillance footage, Lin Wurou kicked away the iron door that had pinned him, broke free from the wall, and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He nodded and said:
"Captain, be careful."