Chu Ge took the photograph and stared at the attire of the people captured in it, his pupils suddenly constricting.
The clothing on the people pictured was the standard apparel of the Ghost Poison Sect: black robes, black conical hats, and masks concealing their faces.
Chu Ge hadn't expected the Ghost Poison Sect to arrive in Su City so quickly.
Seeing Chu Ge's expression, Tang Haowan was somewhat surprised and asked, "Mr. Chu, do you know who these people are?"
Chu Ge nodded, "I know, these people are disciples of the Ghost Poison Sect. Because the Ancient Martial arts they practice are peculiar, everyone's face is decaying, hence, they wear masks, and black is their symbol."
Tang Haowan didn't understand these matters, but listening to Chu Ge, he seemed to know them well and asked subconsciously, "Mr. Chu, do you know them?"
A slight contemptuous smile appeared on Chu Ge's lips, "More than knowing them, they must have come to Su City for me."
