In the dead of night, Jiang Feng returned to Zhenbei Prison.
"Why did the big monkey suddenly go berserk?"
Han Dong and the others were still outside the forest.
This time, the Demon Suppression Bureau suffered heavy casualties.
Changqing Chuan was stomped to death by the White Ape, along with his mount, the Hunting Falcon; the other lackeys were either dead or wounded.
Severed limbs lay everywhere.
A scene of purgatory on earth.
Liu Yun was in low spirits.
Changqing Chuan had come from the same sect as her, and they both served in the Demon Suppression Bureau. Now he was dead, and a group of subordinates had also been killed by the White Ape.
As the leader of this expedition, Liu Yun knew she bore great responsibility.
"It gave birth."
"Someone, go into the forest and search for the baby monkeys."
"Any that are newborn."
"No, bring back any monkey younger than a year old to the Demon Suppression Bureau."
Liu Yun gave the order.
