Chapter 7 - 0007 Professional ethics tell me I can’t do this
"Why are you here?" Wang Zhou asked. It wasn't Lin Fan's sudden appearance that puzzled him, but the fact that Lin Fan had only officially become a constable today. In the past, anyone faced with danger would keep their distance and focus on self-preservation.
"Sir, I heard the sounds of fighting inside from outside. To prevent any thieves from escaping, I thought about blocking the exits. But who could've imagined that Chen Zhong would take advantage of everyone's fight with the demon... huh, demon." Lin Fan immediately reacted, but when he turned to look at the Black Fox Demon, he didn't expect it to drag its badly wounded body up onto the wall.
"Dammit."
He couldn't let the Black Fox Demon escape—it was the biggest prize he could potentially kill.
"Sir, the Black Fox Demon is about to escape! We have to stop it!" Lin Fan spoke with bravado, but his body was remarkably honest; his legs wouldn't move an inch. Asking him to fight the Black Fox Demon head-on? Don't be ridiculous. That would be a sure death sentence.
Wang Zhou and the others locked eyes with the Black Fox Demon, their gazes sharp. No one spoke. It was as if their aura alone was confronting it.
The Black Fox Demon's eyes were filled with rage. It leaped and, brimming with resentment, disappeared into the darkness.
"Whew!"
Seeing the Black Fox Demon leave.
Wang Zhou and the others finally exhaled in relief.
"Look at the state we're in—can we even chase after it right now? If the Black Fox Demon had risked attacking us earlier, we would've all died by its hands. Thankfully, our aura deterred it enough that it didn't try anything rash, unsure of whether we'd recovered." Wang Zhou said.