So that's how it is.
Su Wanqing and Wei Banmeng finally understood.
Why the Bauhinia Association's reaction was so strange.
The entire Bauhinia Association was already wiped out, and they even managed to ambush the newly appointed president.
Then, Wei Banmeng and the others were planning to connect with Yan Lin for more information.
But just at that moment...
Bzzz bzzz bzzz!
The phone Yan Lin had left on the coffee table suddenly vibrated intensely.
The screen lit up, an unmarked encrypted number was flashing crazily.
Yan Lin's brow immediately furrowed; she snatched up the phone, and after just one glance at the screen, her expression turned incredibly grave.
She raised her left hand.
The silver mask on the coffee table, as if pulled by invisible strings, swooshed into her hand.
"No time to clarify your doubts right now."
Yan Lin's voice resumed the coldness and gravity of Mandala. While deftly placing the mask back onto her face, she spoke rapidly:
