"Qin Tian, are you sure it's fourteen people?" Zhuge Yu glanced over at the soundproof barrier in Qin Tian's room, and despite knowing the barrier could block the sound, he unconsciously lowered his voice, his tone heavy.
He couldn't believe that he and Dongfang Haoyue, with their guards, had been quietly approached.
"Yes, it's fourteen people." Qin Tian's tone was firm. "My perception is not wrong—thirteen are waiting outside the door, and one of them is now in the cargo hold of the flying device."
"The cargo hold? That's specifically for storing supplies." Dongfang Haoyue frowned, "The flying device was temporarily deployed by the Mingwang Planet Aviation Center, and because the flight time was short, I didn't have anyone check it carefully..."
Their plan to come to the Ice Extreme Pass was extremely confidential, told to no one, yet they were still targeted.
He sneered inwardly—those people were indeed like ghost spirits, persistent and unyielding.
