At this moment, Yoshimoto Hiro was sitting inside the tent, holding the search report, his gaze icy.
Although there was a ninety-nine percent chance that Xiao Tian was already dead in this situation, Yoshimoto Hiro's mind couldn't rest without seeing his body. It was as if an ant was gnawing at him, tormenting him.
After all, the destruction Xiao Tian caused was immensely powerful. He might never forget such a scene in his life:
A man holding a dagger, slashing with a swing, blood splattering everywhere. Countless people in front of him fell beneath the blade!
The entire Shrine was covered with blood, the scent of which, Yoshimoto Hiro would probably never be able to erase in this lifetime.
Yoshimoto Hiro directly took out the phone and dialed the number of the police station.
He insisted that the nationwide manhunt for Xiao Tian must not stop and should continue at all costs!
