This was a large factory, clearly another base this group had seized by force. Half of the once-towering perimeter walls had been blasted down.
Flames still burned nearby, along with some masked terrorists sitting among the ruins, their eyes venomous.
The vehicle passed through layer after layer of guards and drove up to the factory entrance. After the long journey, sunset had crept up on them.
"Get out. Move faster."
Ye Xunzhi and Old Master Xi were herded toward a room, and the tall, burly man leading the group opened the door.
Only then did the two discover at least twenty hostages crouching inside, people from all different countries.
They were driven inside and picked a corner to crouch in.
The iron door shut again.
Everyone here was silent with fear. The two crouched in the corner, and Old Master Xi, who had held back the entire journey, finally could not stand it anymore.
He lowered his voice until only the two of them could hear him and asked, "Who exactly are you? Are you with the military too?"
Ye Xunzhi looked down at her outfit and asked in all seriousness, "Do I look like it?"
I knew it. My aura of righteousness can no longer be concealed!
Old Master Xi looked her up and down. "You look a little too young."
And she did not seem very tall either. Surely she did not even meet the military's height requirement. But what if she was simply so capable that they had recruited her as a special exception?
So Old Master Xi ventured a bold guess. "Are you a dwarf..."
Ye Xunzhi: (a knife hidden behind her smile)
"...among giants, a powerhouse like a mercenary." Years in business had taught Old Master Xi to read people's expressions, allowing him to change