Fang Zheng had originally planned to wait for them to come knocking, then unleash his ultimate move and finish them off. But to his embarrassment, even after night fell, no one came to offer themselves up to die. That was quite beyond his expectations.
Could they really have been scared off by me?
Puzzled, Fang Zheng opened Ratziel and conducted an investigation, finally understanding what had happened.
"So we aren't the only ones targeting Eight Fingers."
Looking at the answer Ratziel had provided, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes. He had not expected this country's rulers to intend to use this opportunity to wipe out those rats hiding in the darkness. Because of that, the Kingdom Army had already assembled and was preparing to move out. Under these circumstances, the officials connected to Eight Fingers were probably finished as well.
Although they could have stopped here, though...
"Let's go."
Fang Zheng closed Ratziel and spoke.
"Since they aren't coming to us, we'll take the initiative."
Even if they took the initiative, they could not possibly wipe out Eight Fingers in one stroke. That was the Kingdom's task. The person Fang Zheng wanted was a woman within Eight Fingers named Silma. She was in charge of the slave trade and underground brothels, and could be said to be the chief culprit behind Chiara's suffering.
A grievance had its source, and a debt had its owner. Since Fang Zheng was venting a girl's anger, naturally he had to find the true culprit.
After confirming their target, Fang Zheng immediately set out with the others for Silma's manor in the suburbs outside the city.
Unfortunately, when Fang Zheng and the others arrived, they discovered that someone had beaten them to it.
"No way. Someone's actually competing with me for this?"
Fang Zheng was speechless