Time moved past midnight, and Ning Fan arrived at the Dragon Eagle Hall in Zhonghai City. At the Juyi Hall, the elder was cursing into his phone.
"What the hell are you all good for? All you do is boast normally, but now when I ask you to do something, suddenly you're all useless?"
With the eagle's command, the entire Dragon Eagle Hall sprang into action, beginning the investigation into Dragon Gate's traces sneaking into Su City tonight.
Ning Fan sat in the hall with his eyes tightly closed, his expression as cold as ice, seemingly deep in thought.
After receiving a text message greeting from Long Tianze, Ning Fan didn't head to Su City immediately but waited for Long Tianze to make a move.
Beep beep beep!
Just then, Ning Fan's phone started ringing.
Ning Fan took out his phone and saw the call was from Xu Ruolan's phone, just as he had expected—Long Tianze would indeed contact him again.
"Nineth Master, it's been a long time, I've missed you terribly!"
