"Is it just a matter of being hot-tempered?"
Ling Mo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head cautiously and said, "No, that's not the main issue. The main thing is... this guy seems to have already unlocked the warehouse..."
"What?" Black Silk was momentarily stunned, then asked in confusion, "But aren't Xia Na and the others guarding it..."
As she spoke, she saw Ling Mo close his eyes. When he opened them again, his expression had become deeply grave: "That's right... it was opened from the ceiling. By the time Xia Na and the others found out, it was too late... just as they were about to stop it, the hole was already made."
"How is the enemy responding so quickly?" Black Silk frowned. They had just retreated into the granary, had not had time to consider this layer, and certainly hadn't expected the enemy to immediately play a true diversionary tactic.
"So what should we do?" Black Silk asked.
