Quan Jin said, "I just want a foolproof plan."
Mi Xing stared at him intently, then suddenly broke into a grin. "Let's just say I was being presumptuous this time. Since you have no intention of cooperating, I won't disturb you any further."
He then lowered his voice. "However, this prey is as good as mine. Since you're not looking for a partner, don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands!"
Mi Xing's figure vanished into the darkness.
Elma and Gong Zhou exchanged a hesitant glance. "In that case, Ni Xia, should we strike first...?"
"Hold your positions for now. Don't alert the enemy," Quan Jin said coldly, his brow furrowed. "Also, keep a close eye on that brute, Mi Xing. I don't want an idiot like him interfering and ruining my plan."
"Yes."
The two of them then departed.
Quan Jin's spiritual power enveloped the entire Imperial City. He paused, then extended a sliver of it toward a side hall in the Imperial Palace.
