"Leader He, you're being far too modest," Xiaofu said with a light laugh, his tone carrying a mix of admiration and casual flattery as he wiped a trace of blood from his sleeve, as if the massacre just now were nothing more than a routine exercise. "You only used about half your strength, and yet you were still able to eliminate this entire group with such efficiency. The fact that one of them managed to shout a warning is already impressive restraint on your part. If you had truly gone all out, I'm afraid they wouldn't even realize they were dead before their heads hit the ground."
He Anmin let out a faint breath, clearly uninterested in indulging that line of praise any further, his expression shifting from mild indifference to something colder, more focused, as if a mask had settled back into place.
"Enough," he said flatly, cutting Xiaofu off mid-flow. "There's no need to waste time on such trivial talk. Report the situation. What's the progress now?"
