Under the dark night sky, a man in hemp clothing hid around a corner, cautiously observing the outside world while patiently waiting.
Suddenly, when he saw a black-clad figure appear at the street corner, his face lit up with delight. He hurriedly stepped sideways to meet him.
"Black Fox is on the move. They're all mine!"
"Nine lives, one each!"
"Black Fox, you finally made it. Is everything ready? We're way behind schedule tonight, so hurry up. I'm worried something might happen if we delay!"
After verifying his identity, the man who had been waiting earlier seemed quite dissatisfied.
But when he saw the cigarette handed over by the other man, his tense expression relaxed slightly.
"What are you afraid of? Everything's fine, isn't it? Don't go creating a scary atmosphere for me!"
"What am I afraid of? Damn it, it's not like you don't know. The Guard Department's mad dogs aren't our people. If they catch us doing this, they'll shoot us on the spot, won't they?"
Taking a deep drag, the hemp-clothed man pointed toward the wind direction at the East Gate of Origin Territory and slowly exhaled the smoke, doing his best to ease the unease in his heart.
"The Guard Department? Have they noticed us?"
At the mention of those three words, the black-clad man who had slipped inside also panicked a little. After lighting a cigarette, he began sucking on it fiercely.
"It's better to be safe than sorry. Don't you think about how much we've transported out over the past few days?"
"If Sun Bahu, that murderous bastard, finds out we've been doing this to his territory, won't he send people to make us disappear?"
"There are only a few days left before we retreat. If we're discovered now, we'll become the ones left