"Mask has disappeared?"
Grave expressions appeared in everyone's eyes.
"Have they caught that traitor?" Recalling the bloodstains on the wall, Lin Qiye asked in confusion, "Can't they torture Mask's whereabouts out of him?"
"He's already dead." Zuo Qing paused. "I've basically figured out the identity of the person behind him... but getting information out of his mouth won't be easy."
"So you want us to search for the Mask Squad first?"
"That's right." Zuo Qing nodded. "I'll handle the Night Watchmen traitor as quickly as possible, but I'm worried about the Mask Squad's situation. No matter what, go find Mask first. If I make any progress here, I'll notify you immediately."
Lin Qiye nodded decisively. "No problem!"
"Let's leave now."
Half an hour later.
"Dear passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please turn off your phones or switch them to airplane mode..."
Inside a passenger plane, Lin Qiye, wearing a baseball cap, walked to a window seat and sat down. He glanced outside, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Qiye, why are we taking a passenger plane?" Baili Pangpang took off his sunglasses in the seat beside him and asked in confusion. "Aren't we going to Hainan to find Mask? Wouldn't it be faster to take the Somersault Cloud? At the very least, we could take a private plane, right?"
From the seat on the other side, An Qingyu shook his head. "It isn't that simple. You know how powerful the Mask Squad is. In a direct fight, unless someone at the god level intervened, there's no way they could have been wiped out without a sound. But if a battle at that level had really happened, the Night Watchmen couldn't possibly have missed it...
"The most likely possibility is that, without any battle taking place, someone used some