After hearing Xiao Ran's words, Kowloon's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and his wicked grin stiffened. He completely understood what Xiao Ran meant: their plan had failed entirely because they had set their sights on Chidori. In other words, if they still wanted to make a move against Chidori, the first person they would have to deal with was an extremely troublesome opponent.
Yet in less than two seconds, Kowloon's expression returned to normal. They had chosen Chidori only because they had confirmed that she was a Whispered, and to complete their deal with the organization called the KGB. As for how highly he personally valued Chidori, without understanding the true nature of her identity as a Whispered, that was simply overthinking things.
Besides that, Kowloon had also come to understand that the masked young man before him likely had no connection whatsoever to Mithril. The two sides had merely happened to choose the same protection target, resulting in this situation. All that could be said was that their luck had been terrible.
Kowloon could hate this, feel dissatisfied, and even think about taking revenge in the future. But for now, he would not provoke the Masked Man, who could kill him at any moment. In fact, because of Xiao Ran's strength, Kowloon gave two harsh laughs and entertained another idea. "Is that brat your mission target? We can back off and stop going after her. You want my unit? No problem. We can even build a unit exclusively for you. As long as you're willing to join us, we can give you everything you want—power, money, women. Whatever you desire, we can hand it to you."
"Amalgam?" The corners of Xiao Ran's mouth lifted slightly, though his expression was full of disdain. Power, money, and women meant nothing to him. Amalgam