C62 Prepare for war

"Pah!"

A handprint that was an inch deep appeared on the hard wooden table of the subway. A female elf that was in her forties bellowed, "Who can tell me where Yin Zhuo went? Where did the ten thousand men from his Shadow Squad go?! "

Three men and a woman sat by the table. The oldest of the three men had a head full of white hair, and the youngest looked to be in his thirties