Old Wu sighed heavily after pacing around the shop:
"What about the Gale Gang?"
Ning Yi shook the button-like item in his hand: "Simple, they're already out recruiting people. When the time comes, I'll leak their whereabouts to the Saji People, and let them set up an ambush along their path.
"When they fight amongst themselves, they'll naturally have no time to bother with our affairs."
"As for that Angel's serial number, yes, there's such a thing, but Fimir's files were canceled years ago. No idea how he got here."
"Likely, the Legion won't trace it back here."
After hearing Ning Yi's explanation, Old Wu finally felt a weight lift from his heart.
"Hmph, smart of you."
"Now, go pour me some tea."
At that moment, the store's doorbell rang, and a surprisingly burly figure walked in.
As soon as this person appeared, both Ning Yi and Old Wu became alert, and the shop's atmosphere grew tense.
