Not long after he left, he returned again, this time bringing three new people with him.
Two were members of the Anling Society, while the other was a Transcendent sent by the organization behind them—the scarred man.
"Two Black Iron Rank, two ordinary Hidden Ones." D19 tapped the table.
After the group arrived at the scene, the Black Iron Rank powerhouse sent from above took out a clock and began turning its hands.
Just two minutes later, the two members of the Wonder Council, who had been sitting there and looked as though they would be drinking tea for quite some time, unexpectedly stood up early.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly need to use the bathroom." The shorter one spoke first.
"What a coincidence. So do I." The man across from him wore a strange expression.
"Let's go together."
They walked toward the restroom together.
The instant they entered, the four people from the Anling Society moved at the same time and followed them into the restroom.
Under the observation of the Mystic Thread, the two men unexpectedly lost the urge to use the bathroom the moment they entered.
The shorter man said, "I suddenly don't need to go anymore."
"What a coincidence. Neither do I."
The two men: "..."
Just as they were about to turn around, a man wearing a tall hat suddenly entered, slammed the door shut, and a cold smile appeared on his pale face.
"It's over, you two from the Holy Light Society."
"The Holy Light Society?"
Whoosh—
With a tap of his cane, it was as if a bomb had been detonated. The abdomen of the man on the left exploded.
The other man's expression changed drastically, and without another word, he turned and ran.
Though he desperately wanted to explain that