Yan Dao Lin picked up his communicator.
Only a few words were on it:
"Target found."
After a delay of over an hour, the message sent by Demon Sword finally reached his communicator.
"Good!"
"Excellent!"
With hands trembling from excitement, he quickly replied, "Once retrieval is complete, return to base as soon as possible. I will prepare the grandest victory banquet for you."
At this point, he could finally relax.
'Only three days... she found it so fast! Asking Michael for help was definitely the right choice!'
'All I have to do now is wait for the good news.'
He leaned back on the sofa made of precious sea beast hide and lit the cigar in his hand.
Smoke swirled around him, a picture of contentment.
It had been a long time since he'd had such good news. He had to celebrate a little first.
"Qingzi, go get that bottle of 2076 champagne."
"Yes, General."
