Wealthy people generally build a relatively safe underground basement in their mansions to temporarily shelter from disasters like fires and earthquakes.
Yang Yu told the two women to hide in the basement while he quietly slipped outside the villa to check out the situation.
Not far away, Schonell asked his subordinates via mobile phone, "Are you ready?"
The subordinates responded on the phone, "Reporting boss, I'm ready."
"I'm ready too, just give the order and we'll strike immediately."
"Boss, I'm still preparing. I'll report to you once I'm ready."
"Then let's wait," Schonell said coldly, his gaze fixated on Shen Sinning's mansion, "Yang Yu, I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"
"Sir, I've answered as you instructed. Can you... let me go..." The one who hadn't finished preparing glanced nervously at his companion's dismembered body beside him, shivering with eyes filled with fear.
Yang Yu grinned at him, "Tell me, what is your boss's plan? Speak, and I'll let you go."
