"Send some of you to capture those people, see what they're planning. The rest of you, follow the Sloan Family's carriage."
The boy gave a command resolutely without batting an eyelid.
"Don't forget to keep sending me the report about the Sloan Family. Make sure they're unharmed. Get it?"
"Yes, young master. Leave it to us!" The leader nodded before cutting off the call. He then gestured at his men to split into two groups.
One group went to chase after the previous spies while the other one kept tailing the Sloan Family.
Thank God we decided to follow the Sloan Family for the whole day. They change their carriage! If we don't know, we would have followed the wrong carriage…
The leader patted his chest as he took out his flying motorcycle from his storage ring. The others followed suit, and they immediately rode the bike, dashing out of the parking lot.
