"Team Hawthorne!"
As the two were talking outside the door, a team member rushed out from inside with a very ugly expression on his face.
Len Hawthorne furrowed his brows: "What's the matter?"
"The people we were transporting escaped," They had taken many people to the Water Dungeon, and this time they caught two ancient martial artists who had dealings with Western Europe. It was not easy to subdue them, but the commotion underwater disrupted their plans. They didn't dare to continue transporting them, lest they reveal the location of the Water Dungeon.
They decided to transfer the two captives, but they escaped while at sea.
In the process, some supporters also appeared, and the opponents' ancient martial arts abilities were incredibly strong.
This was beyond their understanding of ancient martial arts capabilities.
Five of our brothers died, and Team Hawthorne..." The team member's eyes grew red as he spoke.
"What location?"
"In the large bay area..."
