In a secluded and dark alley sandwiched between two tall buildings, a muscular man calmly hung up his phone, which was on speaker, and casually pocketed the communication device, casting an indifferent glance towards the four people behind him.
"You all heard it, right?" Steward Tang's face carried a hint of coldness, "According to the information, Lin Su should be boarding the transport plane back to Sector 11 in two hours, but so far, there's no sign that he's making a move. You should all be clear on how Kui Si and the others failed before."
"We cannot afford a second failure, otherwise the entire Sect 32 branch will be cleaned out by the Eastern Spirit Envoys, and no one will get off easy." Steward Tang's eyes slightly dropped, "Therefore, under any circumstances, we must be prepared for the worst."