"Golden Wing Pavilion..." Zhang Rongfang watched the woman who called herself Ye Ying, gaining a renewed understanding of the organization's pervasive reach.
The other party showed no surprise at the corpses scattered all around.
It was obvious that they were used to such scenes.
This suggested that the internal strength of the Golden Wing Pavilion was far from ordinary. This organization was definitely not just a force specializing in intelligence.
"Finally made it." Qingsu exhaled lightly, "Now, everything is settled. Mr. Zhang, do you have any plans?"
She had already decided to cooperate with this future boss in every way to avoid being dealt with retrospectively.
"I...." Zhang Rongfang pondered for a moment, just about to speak.
BAM!!
Suddenly, behind the three of them, a brilliant red firework shot up into the sky and exploded in the direction of Qinghe Palace.
