As he floated over the wall and entered the mansion, the round-faced middle-aged man shook his head: "Is it necessary to be so secretive?"
The thin middle-aged man said softly: "This is a secret nest, we must be careful. Once it's leaked, they often silence the witnesses."
"Silence us?!" The round-faced middle-aged man laughed, sneering slightly: "Do they even have that ability!"
"Don't forget we're not at our full strength," the thin middle-aged man replied.
The round-faced middle-aged man pouted, "Even not at full strength, dealing with them is a breeze."
He turned his head to look at Zhu Lingyun, who was serene and motionless: "Brother Zhu, what do you think?"
Zhu Lingyun said indifferently, "Let's wait and see."
The two middle-aged men exchanged glances and shook their heads.
Yet Zhu Lingyun was secretly smiling inside.
A shadow suddenly flickered, and Su Qi appeared, his face dark and stormy.
"Brother Su, what's wrong?" the round-faced middle-aged man asked hastily.
