"Where did this video come from?" Tang Gang asked coldly.
"It was accidentally captured by a drone enthusiast from Jianghai, Huaxia, and then he uploaded it to the internet," the middle-aged woman replied, bowing.
"Alright, I know, you can leave now."
Tang Gang waved his hand, and the middle-aged woman left, and the office door closed once again.
"He really isn't dead!"
Tang Gang looked at the lingering shadow on the screen, certain without needing any technical means that it was indeed him!
They had fought side by side for nearly two years; he knew him too well!
"Worthy of being the Hall Master, even a shattered Dantian can be repaired!"
Tang Gang clenched his teeth and said, a surge of fighting spirit rising in his chest!
"Even if you can return to your former self, what does it matter? As long as I have human genetics in my hand, what is there to fear!"
.....
Meanwhile, in an ancient palace in central Europe.