"It's me." Sun Hang replied, "That thing, it seems to be targeting Ling Xiao."
"Why? Does Ling Xiao have something it needs?" Sun Qiong asked doubtfully.
"This matter is hard to explain in a few words, and I'm also unsure if your clearance level is enough to grasp this level of information... You just need to know that containment object 549 is after Ling Xiao." Faced with the other's question, Sun Hang freely exerted his authority to pressure him—For ordinary people, or even low-level members of the Dubhe Tower, Sun Qiong's clearance level was already unreachable, but for Sun Hang, it wasn't enough.
After all, Sun Hang himself had been stonewalled in this manner before—because he had been drenched by the rain, he wanted to tear up others' umbrellas, let them taste what it felt like.
If it really comes to that, Sun Hang could still bring out the weight of Pei Zongjun: "If you don't believe me, go ask Mr. Pei... Whether you can see him or not, that's your issue."
