The sea waves crashed against the reefs, and the April wind carried a hint of bone-chilling cold.
Yan Wu's voice remained stern as he said gravely, "This is an order from the Saint. A purge must be carried out. Whether they are the Fallen or the Unclean, no one can leave here alive. Originally, in my plan, you and Yan Feng would secure spots in the Omega Sequence, and everyone would be happy. We wouldn't have to cause trouble and create more incidents."
"But you failed, so you must take this opportunity. Act before the purge begins. It's best to capture them alive and force them to testify, proving Gu Jianlin's collusion with the Unclean."
He paused: "Let their lives have some value before they die. Do you understand?"
The silence lasted for a moment.
Yan Ye silently listened to the contents of the call, and without much hesitation, he said in a low voice, "Understood, Father. This is indeed the last chance. I won't disappoint you again."
