Gerard was silent for a moment, his gaze sharply fixed on Fu Qian.
He had come here with great momentum, yet the other party's reaction was too calm, causing him an indescribable sense of unease.
Unfortunately, the mask covered the other's face so tightly that Gerard couldn't get a hint of emotional feedback, leaving him feeling utterly powerless.
"Come with me."
After a long while, this figure finally withdrew his gaze, turned, and led the way, without even asking Fu Qian to remove his mask.
It was evident that the death of such an important figure within the group put considerable pressure on him.
And Gary and the others following behind Gerard quickly stepped forward, surrounding Fu Qian on all sides, fearful that he might slip away and become untraceable again.
Under such an escort, Fu Qian entered the base of the Siren Group again.
Compared to when he left last time, the atmosphere was undoubtedly much more solemn now.
