After a long walk, Su Yue finally arrived at the training base of the Zhenqin Corps.
An iron gate, a vast open field, and some barracks in the distance.
A very basic military camp.
However, it was not desolate here; on the contrary, it was quite lively.
Hmm.
All sorts of bizarre people and chaos.
Many undercover agents had arrived before him.
Su Yue was shocked.
How many undercover agents is the Zhenqin Corps planning to send?
How many people does the Yangxiang Sect even have? Are you intending to seize power and eradicate this tumor from the root?
Are they sending undercover agents or a sect leader?
Various kinds of masks, a plethora of styles.
This group of people are all uniformly First-Grade Martial Artists.
Su Yue was puzzled.
Is it really necessary to send so many people?
Undercover agents working as a team is indeed novel.
"Everyone, gather over here!"
Finally, a masked officer appeared in the distance.
