Bab 708: Regretful Ending

In the headquarters, an old man stood at the window and watched the blaze in the distance. His facial expressions changed endlessly as that radiance shone upon his face.

A series of brief and hurried voices were transmitted from the walkie-talkie on his desk.

"Commander, it's the Goodman Richard. We're in trouble." There was another man who stood behind him whose face turned pale as he looked in the same direction as the old man.