Yu Fei's confidence indirectly bolstered everyone's morale. Faced with a powerful enemy, they were all apprehensive, but no one let it show.
The presence of a Grandmaster helped steady their nerves. Furthermore, the enemy consisted of freelance Martial Artists with inconsistent skills and low combat power, whereas the Security Bureau's own Martial Artists were all high-caliber. That was enough to maintain morale.
"Mr. Song, are we equipped with any super-powered firearms?"
Yu Fei voiced his question. In a defensive battle, a super-powered firearm, used correctly, would be an absolute nightmare for the enemy. Yet, no one from the Security Bureau had mentioned them while discussing tactics.
Hearing this, Song Cheng's eyes lit up.
"Yu Fei, are you also an auxiliary Martial Artist?"
"I'm not!"
The light in Song Cheng's eyes visibly dimmed.
