The Sophist walked down the street, with police cars whizzing past him, but he remained calm as ever.
Having just played a trick on his colleagues, he was very interested in the news report on the window display TV wall, and even stopped to chat with other people.
"...With this, even if her little pet finally takes shape, it will be much slower. Hehe, batteries are not easy to find, and I won't be able to go back..."
The big cat was not wrong before; his own subordinates were kings of infighting.
But infighting also required strategy. At the moment when victory seemed at hand, it was crucial to give the competitor a hard time, preventing their strongest combat power from coming together.
As a result, the opponent's clues and information were leaked to the Special Service Team, disrupting their rhythm and deployments.
Special agents probably couldn't figure out why he would do something like this... who would think to sabotage their teammates?
