Ultimately, fear suppressed rationality. As the first man dropped his gun on the ground, everyone in the room hurriedly followed suit, as if fearing that they would be next in line if they were even a moment slower.
For those in the room, the real terror was not that their leader had been defeated but that they had no idea how their opponent had accomplished it.
No one saw how he got in, nor did they know how he avoided the hail of bullets. While they were celebrating, he had silently taken down their boss.
Against all logic, beyond their imagination, they dared not defy Song Lan's order.
"Anyone willing to explain the situation?"
The smiling mask lingered on every face, finally resting on the man who had led him in. The man had now fully recovered from the hallucinogens, shaking as he tried to hide behind a chair.
Song Lan wouldn't give him such an opportunity. If he were to choose the person closest to breaking down in the room, it would undoubtedly be this "Guide".
