Where there were many people, one or two geniuses were bound to emerge. Even if the odds were extremely low, if they really encountered one, then they were simply unlucky.
So, they had run into such a genius?
The leader's expression shifted constantly.
Logically speaking, they should have stopped all plans targeting those two, giving up on the spirit pearls they could get from selling the black jade.
But they had already offended them. Even if they gave up now, it seemed the other side would not let the matter rest.
Unless they paid a sum of money to avert disaster, the other party might not choose to spare them.
The leader found it hard to swallow his pride.
According to the intelligence obtained from their informant in Ancient Creek Town, the other party seemed to be nothing more than a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth.
A brat still wet behind the ears.
To make him, the leader of a transcendent organization, lower his head and apologize to the other party, he really...
Ring ring ring—
The leader abruptly sat up straight and roared toward the source of the ringing. "Didn't I say no one was allowed to bring a phone in here? Did you take my words for bullshit?"
One of the higher-ups looked terrified. As he pulled a phone that had somehow appeared in his pocket, he stammered, "I-I didn't bring one."
The leader was still angry, thinking the man was making excuses.
Until the next ringtone sounded—and it was extremely close to him, so close it seemed to be ringing right beside his ear.
The leader's entire body stiffened. In disbelief, he pulled a phone from his pocket, one that should not have been there.
The incoming call screen had completely changed.
Blood-red numbers flickered. Those familiar digits,