"Lin Twelve?"
Zhang Chen, the Deputy Investigating Censor, felt his face darken and was hit with a headache, thinking, why is it this guy?
He snorted coldly and retraced his steps back the way he had come.
Zhang Chen had come here solely to confirm the identity of the person in hiding, with no intention of engaging in a life-or-death battle just yet.
Moreover, the person in question was Lin Twelve, a savage and shameless butcher.
Due to the previous prison break, the Investigating Censorate was currently unable to do much about this man.
Untouchable and unbeatable in a quarrel, he was like a hedgehog.
At the same time, Zhang Chen felt a secret alarm.
Lin Twelve had the "Hundred Thousand Li Flying Letter"?
How could that be possible?