The news the old man brought was about what Jiang Cheng had expected. Without the new president, the Candle Bearer, and a handful of other top fighters, the remaining Night Watch remnants were no match for them. It was only a matter of time before they were wiped out. Once the machinery of the state got moving, the power it unleashed was immeasurable.
"How did you get in?" Jiang Cheng set down the documents in his hand and looked up. This was the Old President's world. The fact that they had appeared here meant that the people outside had found a way to board the ghost bus. That must have been the plan Lin Wan'er had mentioned.
The old man took a deep breath. "I'm not entirely sure of the details, but under Specialist Lin's arrangements, we met the ghost bus at a designated location. After boarding, we split into two groups. Specialist Lin took some people to deal with the Old President, while our group came to find you."
Jiang Cheng frowned. "Lin Wan'er took people to deal with the Old President? You're capable of that?"
"We may not be as capable as Senior Wu, but this time we brought out all our best. Nearly everyone we could count on is here: the Dark Army, Deep Crimson, the families supporting us, experts recruited from among the public, and... people like us. The state has put all its cards on the table. More than a hundred people came in this time," the old man explained.
Looking at the camouflage uniforms worn by the people behind him, Jiang Cheng could sense how determined the people in charge were to see this mission through. This really was the decisive battle. But if these few people could drive off Zhusheng Niangniang, who even