In the dead of night, at the outskirts of the Capital City base.
Inside a building, in the bedroom, Chen Wuyue, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, seemed to sense some impending danger and suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them.
With the prowess of a Martial Emperor and being an admiral, even in his sleep, Chen Wuyue remained vigilant.
At any sign of disturbance, he would wake up alert immediately, a reflex honed over time.
Then, wearing his pajamas, Chen Wuyue sat up, got out of bed, and opened the bedroom door.
What met his eyes was a living room brightly lit at an unknown time, with five bald monks sitting on the sofa, tattoos of poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, spiders, and geckos on their arms.
These five were none other than the Netherworld Five Poisons.
"Five Poisons of the Netherworld?" A hint of surprise flashed across Chen Wuyue's face, then a cold gleam settled in his eyes.
