"Yes, Lord Asura!"
Upon hearing this, the other black-robed figures respectfully bowed and spoke in unison.
For a moment, a heavy killing aura filled the vast warehouse.
No. 7 Black-robed Person nodded satisfactorily and walked in front of Gary Lewis and Clyde Thompson.
He said, "According to the organization's rules, you two are the strongest fighters in this city, so you don't need to participate in this operation. Just guide us, and once we succeed, you'll become official members."
"Thank you, Lord Asura!"
Grateful, Gary and Clyde bowed their heads and said with a worried tone, "Lord Asura, there's one more thing we'd like to mention. The Master of Sanders' Trading Conference and his daughter in Viennas City are extremely cunning and difficult to deal with.
One is a middle-aged Tier 4 Powerhouse Martial Artist wearing a light gray robe, and the other is a Tier 3 Powerhouse Martial Artist in a red dress with a topknot. Please be cautious when dealing with them, comrades."
