Some people hurried over to Lord Wu and suggested, "Sir, was that an explosion in the underground mine? Could it affect the surface? Should we get out of the way?"
Lord Wu's face was livid. "What are you afraid of? The mine is one or two kilometers below the surface. It's not going to blast a hole through the ground."
One of his subordinates said, "That was an incredibly powerful explosion. If that man was in the mine, he must have been blown to pieces. Are you still worried he might escape?"
"Exactly, sir. A wise man doesn't stand beneath a dangerous wall. Let's pull back. Even if that bastard somehow survived, we can seal off the whole area. He still might not get away."
The other subordinates were on edge too, and they all came forward to urge him.
Lord Wu glanced around. Everyone's expressions and body language made one thing perfectly clear: they were afraid.
The earlier attacks, when the intruder had launched surprise assaults in different areas and taken out a few people, had only caused a little panic. This latest incident had truly terrified the Agents.
Four hundred people had gone down there.
Who knew how many would make it back up after this? Or whether anyone would make it back up at all?
Under normal circumstances, no human intruder could have survived an explosion of this magnitude. But who could guarantee that?
That night, the terror and shock this man had brought them had reached their peak.
Who was hunting whom, exactly?
Were the Agents really hunting the human intruder?
Or was the human intruder hunting them?
Once fear took root in people's hearts, it could quickly get out of control. At this moment, the Agents were practically all on edge, with no will to