They really were working overtime!
Fu Qian held his breath and silently watched the area ahead.
Right in front of him stood the Night Watchers' base.
After parting ways with Wen Li, he hadn't returned to his bookstore. Instead, he'd come back here.
By now, night had fallen, yet the Night Watchers' base was still brightly lit.
People were constantly coming and going, and things seemed even more tense than they had been during the day.
That meant the incident at the banquet had already reached them, setting the massive organization into motion.
Fu Qian ran his hand over his face, and his facial muscles quickly shifted.
He certainly hadn't come to watch the excitement.
The more overtime the Night Watchers worked, the closer he came to failing his mission.
Waiting passively had never been his style. Taking the initiative was the way to go.
And he'd already made a plan.
As Sun Tzu's Art of War said, "Muddle the waters to catch fish."
When the situation was against you, stir things up.
That's right. He was going to investigate the materials warehouse again.
As Henrik.
Given the current situation, he still knew far too little compared to the Night Watchers, which put him at a considerable disadvantage.
His opponents were a massive machine, powerful, well-staffed, and clearly organized.
If he wanted to seize the initiative, simply following in his opponents' footsteps wouldn't be enough. He needed to uncover information they didn't have and use it to gain an advantage.
For example: "Henrik has entered the Night Watchers' base again. He seems to be looking for something."
That would leave plenty of people scratching their heads.
Including Henrik himself.
Then, he'd be the only one who knew the truth.
After a few minutes of adjustments, Fu Qian's features had changed