Tian Xingjian couldn't wait any longer.
Neither could the three guides!
They had been huddled in a farm less than two kilometers from the prison for a full twenty minutes, and the dispatched reconnaissance team still couldn't obtain accurate information. All they knew was that in the direction of the fighting arena, the Special Security Force of the Investigation Bureau, the Gazalin Army, the Mythical Army, prison guards, and a group of unknown mercenaries were all tangled in a fight.
As for the cell block and its vicinity, it was quiet, and it was impossible to determine if there was an ambush in the short term.
Just as the guides were getting anxious, news finally came from Tanville. But it wasn't the city ambush squad that relayed back the information; it was from the transport ship carrying [Logic], transmitted using Albert's encryption machine.
