"Yes."
Immediately, less than five seconds later,
Yan Lin's second message came:
"The Bauhinia Association people have started appearing on your battlefield???"
Three question marks intensified the tone.
Fang Qingyu: "Yes. Ambush, already killed."
This time, Yan Lin was silent for a full half minute.
The dialog box above showed "The other party is typing..."
The prompt repeatedly appeared and disappeared.
Finally, a line popped up:
"Understood. Kill if necessary. But please leave the corpses, send someone to this location (attached coordinates). I want to see what tricks have been played on them."
"Okay."
Fang Qingyu replied crisply and efficiently.
Immediately switched back to group chat, clicked on Old Chu's avatar, and started a private chat:
"Old Chu, don't touch the bodies. Find two trustworthy, clean-handed brothers, and send them to these coordinates right away."
"Understood! Brother Yu! On it right away!"
Old Chu's reply came immediately, without any nonsense.
