Two hours later.
In an abandoned Lingwu Group warehouse.
Ling Qianxue waited alone in the corner, looking at her watch.
Rumble!
With a sudden crash, the warehouse floor broke open. A super-storage container made of S-Rank alloy gleamed with a bright light as it rose from the ground and landed right in front of her.
"Whoa." Ling Qianxue stared, dumbfounded. "I've followed my father and saw many black market transactions, but this is the very first time I've seen goods transported this way."
She walked around the container, eyes wide. "A Mentalist? To move such a massive object freely underground. simply amazing."
Clang!
Qin Mu pushed the alloy door open from the inside and stepped out into the darkened light.
"Count the goods," he said serenely.
