Astra's jaw tightened. "Two days?"
"They are demanding weapons in exchange," Grandmaster Wei said. "High-grade and strategic weapons."
"That's not an option," Yang Lingyun said immediately, his tone flat but firm.
Grandmaster Wei nodded once. "We do not arm terrorists."
The statement was absolute.
Xia Lihua's fingers curled tightly at her sides.
The name Red Brigades wasn't just another threat to her.
It was personal.
It was the same organization that had hunted Ling Feiyi… the same group that had dragged her into chaos she had spent years trying to escape.
And now they had Blaze.
Her expression hardened, "We will save him...at any cost."
Quan Kunjie tilted his head slightly, his analytical gaze sharpening.
"Two days," he repeated. "That's not much time."
"Not even that," Astra cut in, her tone precise. "The day is already over. By the time we move, we'll have less than twenty-four hours."
That made the situation clearer, more urgent and more dangerous.
