As soon as the words were spoken, a black shadow appeared behind him like a ghost, and the Tri-edge Military Spike in its hand almost pierced his chest.
"Damn it! Who are you people!" Smith narrowly dodged and fired a shot at the shadow.
The shadow, of course, did not respond. That person seemed to be on adrenaline, aiming for Smith's vital points.
At this moment, An Yiqing's work was nearing completion. When she packed the last box into the space, she showed a satisfied smile.
"Retreat!" Her deliberately lowered shout echoed in the warehouse, causing those eerie shadows to pause, not lingering in battle, and swiftly disappear from everyone's sight.
Smith and the Broken Soul Gate were caught off guard by this sudden attack. Even after An Yiqing left, they couldn't regain their senses. The fox-masked man was shot in the shoulder, his face pale as he sat against the wall, suddenly seeming to remember something, searching everywhere.
