No Fixed Target (Part 2)

"There's currently no news of Ronan's whereabouts... All right, let's stay in touch."

"I'm not the organizer of the auction, but I'll also communicate with Fushan Auction House regarding the relevant matters."

"Hino-kun, if you watched the video, you should know that speed couldn't be maintained for long. Otherwise, why would he hide beneath the sea... My opinion isn't important. This is the analysis of professionals!"

After several rounds of calls, Yuchuan Yingjie felt as if his head had swollen a size. Someone had actually just asked whether the Emerald Light could set sail early to help Ban City escape the hurricane's center...

Were those idiots joking?

The problem was that the callers did not think so at all. To them, their lives and fortunes were at stake. Ignoring it would have been the biggest joke of all!

Bombarded repeatedly from every side, Yuchuan Yingjie inevitably grew restless. Without a doubt, the more brilliant Ronan's response measures were, the more they highlighted his own sorry state. This was something he had never anticipated when designing the entire plan.

Driven by his foul mood, Yuchuan Yingjie silently ground his teeth, struggling to remain calm as he tried to sneer, "Ronan is ruthless enough. I don't know how far he is from Ban City, but the distance between me and his sister has to be somewhat closer... Bastard!"

At the end, Yuchuan Yingjie cursed, more than half of it directed at himself. He had clearly lost his composure. His words seriously failed to match the dignity he ought to have maintained, and from the most practical perspective, he truly lacked the confidence to say them.

The Ronan described in the intelligence files was someone capable of anything. The Yuchuan Family was indeed vast and powerful, but the foundation of its industries still