The night was ink-black, the evening breeze whispered through the branches and leaves with a rustling sound, exceptionally clear in the tranquil villa.
Under the cover of darkness, Ye Fan, who had sneaked into the villa, hid in a cluster of bushes, intently sensing everything in the manor with his consciousness.
Through his sensing, Ye Fan discovered that the security measures of the Dark Council's Southeast Asia branch were not as strict as those of the Yakuza, with fewer than ten martial artists' auras in the entire villa, including the aura of an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist in the central villa.
Beyond that, even the number of regular guards was minimal, with hardly any patrolling figures in sight.
This discovery made Ye Fan feel somewhat puzzled.
Amidst his puzzlement, Ye Fan also felt an inexplicable unease.
