That sleek black SUV was parked right downstairs.
It belonged to the All Things Unity Society.
And there it sat, right outside the Ruin Gate's entrance.
The two sides had been fighting to the death, yet one side had brazenly driven over the other side's leader's car.
You want to fight us? Then please take your car back. By the way, I know which woman you slept with last night. It was a slap in the face!
Everyone looked at the car, their silence tinged with admiration.
This was what a Secret Operative could do!
This man was incredible. Even someone like Bai Yuanze trusted him!
If you could be the leader's driver, you had to be one of his most trusted people.
That held true anywhere in the world.
The Identity Nameplate, the traitor's head, and now the SUV—all of it proved he was a man worthy of respect!
He had infiltrated the enemy so deeply, yet he had exposed himself just to rush here with a message.
It had to be a matter of life and death!
So—
Mustache the Cultivator stepped forward, bowed solemnly, and said,
"Sir, you risked your life to come here. You must have something even more important to tell us. Please give us your orders!"
"Hongcheng Subway Station!"
Xu Yuan's voice was steady. "I don't know what's going to happen there, but a great many Ghost Entities have gathered!"
"I believe that's the heart of the Ghost Entities' plan!"
"Go and check!" Mustache ordered his subordinates.
Several Cultivators vanished together, then reappeared together.
"Sir, it's true."
"The Magic Array measured the number of Ghost Entities. There are more than we can handle."
"There must be something seriously wrong at Hongcheng Subway Station!"
Their expressions were grave as they reported back.
Mustache glanced at