The Dada Clan was located in the southern part of Dalat Town.
Dalron immediately led his men back to their base.
Feisen's attitude earlier that day had thoroughly pissed him off.
The other two were, of course, just as furious.
Therefore, the Kudar Clan would bear the brunt of their fury.
'Besides, that person from Eastern Hua Country should have been captured by now, so there's no need to make Feisen hand over the new weapon designs.'
But when Dalron returned to the base, he was met with the sight of several wretched-looking figures.
He frowned at the sight.
They were the very men he had sent to carry out the ambush.
"What happened? What's the situation?" Dalron demanded, his expression grim.
The man in charge answered sheepishly, "Dalron, sir, we miscalculated. The team the Kudar Clan sent for the pickup was no ordinary group. Their marksmanship was incredible, and their speed and reflexes far surpassed ours."
