"The people have been delivered today."
"Hmm."
Song Kewang spoke slowly:
"How many?"
"Thirty-seven people, two jars of vital blood." Households Commander Ming bowed his head.
The place suddenly fell silent.
"Thirty-seven people." Song Kewang squinted his eyes:
"Among the four Households Commanders, I had the most hope for you, but alas... you always disappoint me."
"Reporting, Lord." Households Commander Ming replied:
"Although there are many evil demons in the city, there are only so many. After a period of suppression, it is no longer easy to capture them."
"Anyone who had dealings with the White Lotus Sect, I have already apprehended!"
"Is that so?" Song Kewang's voice was indifferent:
"Then why has everyone else not reduced their numbers, are you trying to say they are falsely claiming merit by killing innocents and passing off ordinary people?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Households Commander Ming hastily knelt on one knee.
"Hmph!"
Song Kewang snorted coldly:
