"I know this, but given our capabilities, there's really no way to get those jewels. If we continue, it's undoubtedly sending us to our deaths," Manluo said.
The man pondered for a while and his voice softened a bit, "Alright, I promise you. I'll send someone to Wancheng right away to assist you. I hope nothing goes wrong this time. As long as you put your heart into it, you will surely succeed, and I'll give you the money I promised."
"Thank you for understanding, contact me once your people arrive," Manluo said.
"Got it, they'll be there by tomorrow morning at the latest, if nothing goes wrong, they might arrive tonight," the man said coldly.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for your news."
After saying that, Manluo hung up the phone and pulled out a woman's cigarette, calling out, "Qing'Er."
Qing'Er pushed the door open and came in, "Sister Manluo, what's up?"
