"Won't you reconsider?"
Hua Yuanhang sighed and shook his head.
"There's no need."
Yi Beidou refused decisively.
"Is that so? What a shame. Then let's leave it at that. Please prepare yourselves over the next few days."
Hua Yuanhang nodded and didn't press the issue. After all, according to the plan from his superiors, Yi Beidou and his group would have served their purpose just by causing a stir in the Eastern Mediterranean Region.
'They probably won't last until the final stage of the conflict anyway.'
Hua Yuanhang shot a look at the people beside him. They had already confirmed that Zeno was unharmed, merely bound by a Profound Mysterious Restriction.
"Everyone, we'll take our leave now. If anything else comes up, we'll find a way to contact you."
Hua Yuanhang and the others stood up, preparing to depart.
"Hold on."
Just then, Yi Beidou suddenly spoke up, also rising to his feet.
"Mr. Yi, is there something else?"
