Chapter 1680
The skepticism in their eyes gradually dissipated, and the subtle—even tense—atmosphere was relieved.
Hans White, watching his arrogant expression, also instantly dispelled his doubts. Turning away, he said to Valleys, "What you just said, is it all true? Alexander Foster and his people, they've traced it to Silverton?"
At this point, nobody noticed the hint of nervousness that flickered across Milton White's arrogant eyes.
After several seconds of silence, Valleys spoke indifferently, "Yes, they've already sent people there to search, and they will probably send more in the next few days. Our stronghold there is in trouble."
After some thought, Hans White asked, "Where did you move the people to?"
Silence suddenly fell on the other end.
The same silence reigned here as well.
The atmosphere suddenly tensed up again, as if both sides were doubting each other, their gazes filled with mistrust.
