The reason was simple: the boss was dead, and they didn't know what to do.
Gu Jianlin paid them no attention, merely casting his gaze toward the distant explosion amidst the clusters of containers, frowning slightly.
His Life Perception had picked up three life rhythms inside the vehicle.
Lu Zicheng, Chen Qing, and a parrot.
"Something's off. According to the Ether Association's operational protocols, tasks involving targets as critical as the Yan family should never be carried out by just one captain and one deputy captain. At the very least, there should be a considerable number of captain-level operatives, along with one or two at Fifth Rank. What in the world is going on?" Gu Jianlin's pupils contracted as a thought struck him.
The likelihood was high—the Ether Association's other combat forces were preoccupied elsewhere.
Only Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing had managed to pursue them here.
