A moment passed, and every member of the Wolf Pack, including Nalan Wuxun, had fully equipped themselves, all set and ready to go.
Watching each person in front of him, Wang Chao's expression was very serious and solemn, and then he gave them a very standard military salute.
The group opposite also all straightened their backs and returned a salute to Wang Chao with an identical gesture as a sign of respect.
Then, led by Zhuo Shiyue, the group departed swiftly and steadily toward their destination, gradually disappearing into the dark jungle.
Watching their ghostly figures fade away until they vanished, Wang Chao was about to turn around and head back to his grand villa.
"Ding ling ding ling!"
But before Wang Chao could take a step, the mobile phone in his pocket rang urgently, as if chasing after his life.
"Ahh, Wang Chao, Wang Chao, ahh!"
