Yun Lih furrowed his brow, rubbed the throbbing at his temples, and listened to Yun Ling's nonsensical words with impatience, "What do you mean? Get to the point."
At that moment, the sound of pages flipping came from the other end of the line.
Yun Ling explained excitedly, "Brother, you're still pretending! Did you already know that Shang Shaoyan was going to attack our headquarters, which is why you transferred all the important Level Three and above documents to the training camp's basement in advance?"
"What did you say?" Yun Lih suddenly lifted his eyelids, staring out at the setting sun, his heartbeat speeding up.
Thinking the signal was bad, Yun Ling repeated loudly, "I'm saying, all our important documents are in the training camp's basement. Brother, you're amazing."
He's amazing my ass!
After confirming three times, Yun Lih hung up the phone with a blank face.
How is that possible?
All the secret documents of the Mercenary Headquarters were in the archives.
