Just as Zhou Yuanjue received detailed intelligence from the Hunting Mark Organization, and just as Donghua's forces in the Black Continent prepared to launch an all-out operation...
Eastern Black Continent, Soma Peninsula, Mocha.
Within Bai Jiu's luxurious residence at Baiyi Headquarters.
A thick stack of intelligence files also found its way into Bai Jiu's hands.
It was a collection of various lists.
Bai Jiu slowly flipped through the pages. Anyone from an intelligence network would have recognized that the list encompassed important politicians and tycoons from across the Black Continent—especially from Beihai—including their detailed travel itineraries and personal habits.
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Just then, the communicator on Bai Jiu's desk suddenly buzzed. He picked it up and answered the call.
"You've seen the list, haven't you?"
Andy's voice came from the other end of the line.
"I have. It's quite detailed. Looks like you've been preparing for a long time."
