บท 861: Trivalry

As the Werewolf King of the North, Zhang Shengyu's cultivation was amongst the top five in Qingli County.

He could paralyze Zhang Ruochen with a single glance, keeping him stationary.

Then, everything else disappeared.

It was replaced by four concrete walls, surrounding Zhang Ruochen in the middle. At the same time, Zhao Shengyu grew in size and stood over the four walls as if he was the God of War looking down at the mortal kept in his very own prison.

"I have found you. Where else can you run?"

He bellowed, his deep voice like groaning thunder which shook the ground.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Octagon Mirror held in Zhao Shengyu's hand, looking puzzled.

He wondered what powerful device the ministry had invented. Not only had Wan Ji managed to find him, but Zhao Shengyu could recognize and locate him from the crowd.

He should be more careful next time.