Just over twenty minutes later, a large area around the wharf under the Red Blood Gang's control fell silent.
'Finally, a chance,' Lin Li muttered to himself, standing in the woods before stepping out from among the trees.
He was wearing a black mask that concealed his face—the very same one he'd worn when he taught Zhou Tianci a lesson.
After emerging from the woods, Lin Li immediately began to make his way toward the living quarters of the Red Blood Gang members.
...
The workers' dormitories were dark and silent, but the area where the Red Blood Gang members lived was brightly lit, with boisterous noise echoing out from time to time.
Listening closely, one could tell the clamor was the sound of Red Blood Gang members laughing and carousing as they ate and drank.
In a courtyard with a scholarly air, Fang Jingtang, dressed in a white robe, sat in a grand armchair in his study. His brows furrowed as he listened to his subordinate's report.
