It wasn't just Zhang Yuchen—everyone present was holding back a breath.
After waiting here for so long, we had finally gotten our chance to make a move.
Master spoke up at that moment.
"Daoist Qing Shan, aside from sending us to Greenwood Village, did Director Long say what else we were supposed to do?"
Daoist Qingshan shook his head.
"No. He only told us to message him once we arrived.
The plans and missions of secret units are generally compartmentalized, kept confidential at every level."
Master and the rest of us nodded at that.
After all, we had never worked for the Secret Bureau, so naturally we knew nothing about their style and procedures.
But as long as we could cross paths with someone from the Huang Family this time, it didn't matter how we did it.
Aunt Tang then said, "Everyone, eat your fill. Once we're full, we'll set off."
"I'm already full!"
Zhang Yuchen could barely wait, taking a big gulp of Wong Lo Kat.
Everyone was in much the same state. I put down my chopsticks too, wanting nothing more than to act as soon as possible.
Uncle Yu smiled.
"Looks like everyone's full.
Alright, I'll go pay the bill.
You all head back and get ready. I'll rent a car right away, and we'll leave shortly."
Among our group, Uncle Yu was absolutely the head of logistics.
These past few days, he had arranged all our food, lodging, and transportation.
Everyone nodded, then got up and headed back to the hotel.
Never before had I felt such an intense urge to fight.
This time, that feeling surged through me, fierce and overwhelming.
We had nearly died before. If we didn't vent this anger, we wouldn't sleep easy even after returning to Mountain City.
Back in my