"Ye Zhen, calm down," A Wu urged earnestly.
"Headquarters is holding training for new recruits right now. Boss Lin is there too."
"Isn't it a bad idea to provoke the Circle of Friends? They have ties to Headquarters."
"Besides, every one of us has problems of our own to deal with."
In short: I know you want a fight, but don't go stirring up trouble in Dajing City right now.
Ye Zhen snorted and shot A Wu an irritated glance.
"Do you think I have nothing better to do? This is an S-rank mission assigned by Boss Lin himself!"
At the first sentence, A Wu's mouth twitched violently. Of course you have nothing better to do!
But when he heard the second sentence, A Wu's expression changed instantly.
His helpless look vanished, replaced by cold severity, and his voice dropped.
"Understood."
As the Paranormal Forum's second-in-command, he knew all too well the weight of a mission assigned personally by Lin Cheng.
A Wu turned around, his icy gaze sweeping over the dozen or so Ghost Handlers behind him, whose expressions varied.
They had been rather laid-back after being summoned so abruptly.
But upon hearing that this was an order of the highest priority issued personally by Lin Cheng, every one of their expressions changed.
Not one of them dared utter a word of nonsense.
Suffocating waves of paranormal power spilled uncontrollably from the dozen or so Ghost Handlers, instantly dropping the temperature of the entire top-floor hall to freezing.
A Wu decisively pressed the communicator at his collar.
"Notify the Security Department. Activate every helicopter on the rooftop helipad immediately!"
"What if the Headquarters Air Traffic Control Bureau blocks our flight path?" came the question over the communicator.
"Ignore them and break through. Kill anyone who gets in the way!"