A blurred figure trembled slightly before the malevolent gaze, a deep voice rising from within his heart.
"You've done well, if this operation succeeds, I will recommend you for the Immortal Register."
Overjoyed, the malevolent figure thanked profusely, "It's all thanks to your capable leadership, General. What do we do next? I'll follow your arrangements…"
The blurred figure waved his hand and said lightly, "Don't rush, let the rats gather for a while."
…
Elsewhere, Lin Xing and Wang Song slowly made their way to the center of the abandoned workshop.
Along the way, they passed hall after hall, long emptied, now housing nothing but the garbage left behind, now covered in dust.
Within the Law Realm, the entire workshop was pitch-black, eerily silent except for the sound of the night wind brushing against some discarded materials, a stark contrast to the bustling noise of the city outside.
