Mu Qi nodded, swept his gaze over the bodies on the floor, and said, "Before we leave, check whether these people are still alive. We can't have someone pretending to be dead and leaving us a hidden danger."
After saying that, he bent down and stepped forward, checking each body's vital signs one by one.
Zhang Zhao joined him. Their movements were swift and professional. They pressed their fingers to each corpse's carotid artery, and only after confirming there was no pulse did they move on to the next.
After confirming that all eight people were stone-cold and that there were no survivors, the two stopped lingering and hurried toward the warehouse door.
When they passed the wooden crates, they merely stopped to turn them over and take a brief look.
As expected, the crates were filled with Spiritual Energy crystals that glimmered with a faint blue light. There were quite a lot of them.
But neither of them had any intention of taking or destroying them. Their purpose here had been to kill these members of the Dark Raven Organization and complete their revenge mission.
Now that the mission had been completed perfectly, there was no need to touch these contraband goods. If they left behind any traces, they could easily attract an investigation from the Ability Management Bureau and bring unnecessary trouble upon themselves.
Mu Qi pulled open the warehouse door and cautiously swept his gaze over the outside. After confirming that nothing was amiss, he gave Zhang Zhao a look.
The two quickly left the warehouse and, just as when they had arrived, silently melted into the Night Scene.
The warehouse door remained ajar. The stench of blood gradually drifted out, forming an eerie contrast with the raucous music coming from the bar.
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