Incompetent Rage

Night had already fallen. Although Bassho had arranged an ambush for Team Rocket, Sato and George still had not returned, leaving him unable to ease the tension in his heart.

"Gym Leader, they're back!"

The doors of the Pokemon Center suddenly opened, and Sato and George walked in side by side.

Seeing the two return safely, Bassho and the others finally set down the large stone in their hearts.

"You two weren't hurt on this trip, were you?"

A shrewd man was indeed a shrewd man. He did not ask what happened or whether they had encountered enemies; instead, he first asked whether they were injured.

Even though Sato and George knew in their hearts that this was not what Bassho truly cared about, Hearing This still made them feel quite comfortable.

"We're fine!" Sato said with a smile and a nod. As he walked toward Nurse Joy, he slowly began to explain.

"George did find traces of the enemy on the west side. Although there was only one of them, he was very strong. The two of us had to work together just to barely defeat him."

"I'll leave them to you, Nurse Joy!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

"Then... what happened next?" Bassho hurriedly pressed. An opponent who required the two of them to join forces to defeat—just how strong was that? "His Pokemon were nearly exhausted by us as well, but he still had one Pokemon that was good at escaping. We couldn't catch him."

"So that means..."

"Yes. It won't affect our counter-encirclement of Team Rocket for now. Based on what we found, there's a ninety percent chance Team Rocket will launch a sneak attack tonight."

"That's good, that's good! Gym Leader Sato, Mr. George, on behalf of everyone in Olivine City, I solemnly offer