"Director He, what is the meaning of this?"
When the foreign representatives saw people from the Public Security Bureau, the Left Guard, and the Right Guard all rush in, their faces darkened as they looked at Old He.
They had just been completely surrounded.
Old He didn't speak, waiting for Tang Baichuan, Meng Die, and the others to approach.
"Elder He, these are their real identities!"
Meng Die came forward and handed Old He a file.
As Old He took it and glanced through the pages, a chill flashed in his eyes.
His lips curved upward. "The Eagle Alliance's Intelligence Bureau, the Sakura Alliance's War Department…"
"Well, well. I didn't expect all of you to have such distinguished identities."
"It seems I've truly underestimated you!"
"Since you are all leaders from various departments of the Outer Alliance, how could we at the Huawu Alliance possibly be negligent in our hospitality?"
"Xiaodie, make sure you entertain our friends from the Outer Alliance properly!"
