บท 1088: A Taste of One's Own Medicine (1)

In Twilight City, more than twenty men appeared outside the pavilion where those from Sun Never Sets stayed.

"Senior Brother Qian, isn't it too much of a bother for the Elders to mobilize so many people? We are merely dealing with a group of insignificant kids so why are they mobilizing so many experts?" One of the men looked at the pavilion in front of him with displeasure.

The man surnamed Qian slightly frowned. "The Elders have instructed us to just do it. There's no need to question any further."