Mu Xuan flew up and quickly realized that only his martial arts center had been attacked. The other areas of Demon Capital were fine.
"Obviously, Ouroboros predicted something and led a large number of evil monsters to stop me!" Mu Xuan muttered to himself. Then, he decisively contacted his son, Fang Tao.
Fang Tao was currently in a meeting in the Demon Suppression Division's headquarters in the Imperial Capital. His phone on the table suddenly rang. The ringtone both surprised and delighted Fang Tao. He could not help but answer, "Dad…"
"Hey, it's me!" Mu Xuan replied.
"Das, where have you been for the past two months? The martial arts center has turned into ruins. We all thought that you had already…" Towards the end, Fang Tao even sounded like he was about to cry!