"Eliza, stop," Yan Xiaobei immediately ordered.
"Yes, sir," the Divine Soldier Puppet Eliza promptly carried out the command dutifully.
The Skull Party immediately reported, "It stopped, sir."
Number One of the Skull Party calmly said, "Don't panic, our actions are meticulously planned; it might not necessarily be headed for us. Continue the surveillance, don't lose your composure."
Yan Xiaobei lowered his head, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Eliza, now you're at my eight o'clock direction. Look towards me. Can you see an abandoned factory?"
"Yes, sir, I can see several abandoned factories."
"Several? How many?"
"Five abandoned factories, sir."
"Listen carefully, Eliza. Now descend and land on the ground, then come towards me," Yan Xiaobei thought for a moment, directing Eliza.
"Yes, sir, I've landed on the ground, moving towards your direction."
