"Woo——"
The ship slowly departed from the port.
The weather today was poor, the sky a gray haze, drizzling lightly.
A group of uniformed, masked individuals stood at the port holding black umbrellas, watching the ship leave.
The silver masks looked particularly eerie against the black umbrellas.
Someone murmured softly, "Zero, are we just going to let them leave like this?"
The person at the front pressed their lips, said nothing in complaint, but their gaze carried a certain depth before they said sternly, "Withdraw the team."
"But thirty-one and thirty-two are not..."
Before the speaker could finish, a pair of sharp eyes glanced towards them, the voice was rather deep, "It's the orders from above, withdraw the team!"
The group had no choice but to turn and leave.
The person at the rear, turned back to glance at the receding passenger ship, an almost imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of their lips.
***
Onboard the Jiazhou international passenger ship.
