With the mobile Immortal estate.
Ji Ning, Mu Northson, Uncle White, and Little Qing were gathered together.
"That should more or less be it." Uncle White nodded lightly after looking once more through at the enormous map placed before him.
"And?" Ning, Northson, and Little Qing were all staring at the enormous map before them, but weren't able to understand it.
"Their defenses are airtight. There's no flaws at all." Uncle White sighed.
"No flaws at all?" Ning was shocked.