How We Play Is Up to Us

Hearing that Granda had already infiltrated the group, Wu Heng felt a weight lift from his heart.

Everything was proceeding according to plan.

Wu Heng said, "Keep watching them. Let me know immediately if anything comes up."

"Alright!" Beni turned and passed through the wall.

Wu Heng picked up his teacup and took a sip, then opened the door and headed downstairs.

In the hall, Wen Mansha sat in a chair while the Female Butler massaged her shoulders.

Seeing him come down, Wen Mansha asked, "How did it go?"

"Fairly smoothly. We'll arrange another operation tomorrow. As long as that commander dares use a tamed beast to pass messages, we'll be able to catch him," Wu Heng said directly.

"It's fortunate you're here, Master. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have known how to handle this," Wen Mansha said with a relaxed smile.

"Alright, let's go back and rest. Hartel, get some sleep early. Leave the rest to the skeletons," Wu Heng said.

"Yes, sir." The Female Butler bowed.

Wen Mansha affectionately linked her arm through his as they returned to the bedroom together.

Outskirts.

Large numbers of skeletons began swiftly moving through the streets.

Though they did not conduct house-to-house searches, the dense footsteps, the scraping of bones, and the clashing of weapons still left the residents deeply uneasy.

They were afraid that something might implicate them.

Inside a house.

"It's fine. Those skeletons chose not to search the houses, so they probably don't want to make a big deal out of this," one person said as he peered outside through a crack in the door.

Only after the patrol outside had gone far away did he return and sit at the table.

Five people sat around the old wooden table, a standard five-man squad.

The person who had returned