The SUV sped across the bumpy road.
Cao Daxun sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed, his face grim and troubled as his right leg tapped the floor relentlessly.
Asiba, how did the Busan Divine Ruins get purified!
The God Hunters who went in this time really hit the jackpot.
Cao Daxun was extremely annoyed. Based on past experiences, some God Hunters would die after just two or three rounds, and then the powerhouses from Sejong Zheng could collect Taboo things from the bodies. Now, with the ruins breached, some who were supposed to die could come out alive.
Luckily, the top brass reacted quickly, ordering martial law around the ruins and strict checks on entrants, demanding they pay taxes, which helped mitigate some of the losses.
It was just unknown who got the most bountiful spoils of war!
"Captain, there are people ahead!"
The driver, Huang Canyong, suddenly spoke, making everyone in the car tense up instantly.
"Speed up!"
