After Gong Zhuxing and Xiao Siao hurriedly left the alley.
The remaining bodies were handled by the police.
Demon hunters are only responsible for capturing the "culprit," and they never take care of any follow-up matters.
No one noticed,
that several hundred meters away,
on the rooftop of a six-story residential building, a young man dressed in a pitch-black suit, holding a female cat in his arms, stood quietly at the edge, eyes closed, earlobes occasionally twitching, as if eavesdropping.
It was Yi Lin, along with his two cat maids.
It wasn't until the alley was deserted and the police line withdrew that Yi Lin opened his eyes.
"Demon hunting... can actually be so scientific?"
A trace of incredulity flashed in Yi Lin's eyes; he always felt something was off.
Even though he was far away and the sensation wasn't very clear, that demon hunter indeed had the aura of "Buddhist Laws" on him.
But it didn't quite seem like it.
