Just as Su Ming began "selling himself for glory," another unknown conversation was taking place deep inside a luxurious mansion in downtown Longyao City.
A well-dressed High-level Professional held an old-fashioned phone, his face blazing with anger.
"Just look at the people you sent. What kind of useless trash are they?" the High-level Professional said furiously. "They were a bunch of people who had crawled through the Underground world, with who-knows-how-much blood on their hands, yet they were wiped out in a single night. How could such trash possibly complete such an important mission?"
The High-level Professional's furious outburst was met by a rather fierce voice.
"Don't put it that way, my partner." The other person spoke calmly. "They were actually quite capable. They were fairly famous among the Low-level Underground Professionals. According to my estimation, it was only a cub. With you secretly looking after them, it shouldn't have been enough to make the mission fail."
"But their mission did fail. Not only did it fail, it also exposed me." The High-level Professional's anger did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, it intensified. "I told you to send High-level Professionals to handle this from the start, but you wouldn't listen. And now? Everyone is dead, and even that cub escaped. Our entire plan has gone down the drain. Are you happy now?"
Faced with the High-level Professional's accusation, the person on the other end of the phone remained completely calm.
"High-level Professionals can't be deployed casually. Even if I could deploy them, I wouldn't send them over." The other person said, "If I really sent Underground Professionals of that level, are you sure you could control them?"
The High-level Professional was rendered speechless.
He truly might not have been able to control one or even several High-level Professionals and