"Wasn't the Black Tiger supposed to be locked up? How did it get out?"
Han Dong arrived at the scene and asked.
Jiang Feng followed behind her.
"I don't know, sir."
Chu Tianhe shook his head.
"Damn beast."
The Third-Rank Beast Master picked up a knife and hacked a few times at the corpse of the Black Tiger.
His mount had died a miserable death.
The escort had failed.
This Beast Master from the Demon Suppression Bureau was filled with resentment.
"Sir, Grand Commander Han wants to know why the Black Tiger got out."
Chu Tianhe said to the Beast Tamer.
"I greet Grand Commander Han,"
Beast Master Lin Yuanfu bowed respectfully to Han Dong.
He knew that Han Dong was not only the Grand Commander of Zhenbei Prison, but also an Upper Third-Grade Martial Artist, and had an unusual relationship with Prince Xiao Ran.
"I'm asking you, how did the Black Tiger escape?"
Han Dong nodded and asked.
