Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

Cyril was not a simple man, and even without Mr. Will’s reminder, he knew well that revealing he had several famous paintings in hand would inevitably tempt certain individuals to plot mischiefs. Cyril was prepared for the possibility of his paintings being auctioned off, and anyone who dared attempt to steal them would be met with lethal force.

Even amidst chaos within the venue, with Cyril in control, the situation wouldn’t devolve too far. Just as Noah and his team were about to act, suddenly, a massive roar like that of a volcanic eruption reverberated, and the entire place shook violently as if hit by an earthquake.

”What’s going on?”

Cyril, still pleased with his arrangements, steadied himself against the heavy wooden table and shouted angrily, ”Go outside and see what the hell is happening!”

It wasn’t an earthquake; it was the shaking caused by a bomb detonation, and it was nearby!

The bomb’s power was considerable; it shook the venue so hard that the crystal chandeliers overhead clanged loudly. Countless shards of glass plummeted, instantly injuring several bodyguards of the collectors who had brought them.

Not a single collector under protection was injured, just slightly disheveled.

”Damn it, Cyril, what crimes have you committed? Why has such a disastrously terrible thing happened tonight? Damn it, you’re a total failure this evening!”

”Right now, I seriously doubt your sincerity in holding this auction. Did you not intend to auction at all, but rather just make fools of us?”

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The collectors who had come started to show their discontent. They brought money to bid on the paintings, and it was on Cyril’s account that they chose to believe in him and come here.

And the result?

Damn it all!

One moment it’s gunfire, the next a bomb blast. God, what on earth does he want to do?

Cyril himself didn’t know what had happened. How could he answer these powerful collectors with whom he still hoped to continue collaboration? Even the usually savage Cyril needed to step forward and tackle this issue.

Unexpectedly, the explosion was not over yet. A second blast followed shortly, and within less than a minute, a series of loud booms continued to be heard, with flames soaring high into the sky, illuminating the entire village’s night sky.

Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian exchanged a smile; now Cyril would surely fall into their trap complacently.

”Next, it’s Mr. Will’s turn, our mission is complete.” Xia Jinyuan looked calmly at the sky ablaze with fire, his handsome face containing a cold chill, ”The more chaos there is for them, the better it is for us.”

Breaking out in a sweat during the evacuation, Ye Jian wiped her forehead and pursed her lips before responding, ”I just hope there won’t be any problems on Will’s end.”

She trusted Will’s eager desire to break free from Noah and Cyril, but she still couldn’t fully trust in Will’s character.

Because if Will were to reveal even the slightest bit of information about them to Cyril or Noah, she and her comrades, even if they all left Molaban alive... would still be skinned alive.

T6’s voice came through the earpiece, ”Let’s leave this place before we chat further. I’ve already evacuated; just waiting for White Crane and G3 to retreat from the venue.”

Having not yet left the village, it indeed wasn’t the time for chatting. Xia Jinyuan tightened his grip on Ye Jian’s hand, and their silhouettes swiftly merged with the night.

Not far out, he turned off the wireless communication and said to Ye Jian with a smile, ”I find that every time I fight alongside you, things tend to go smoothly. Quite interesting.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Jian thought about the missions they had carried out together and realized... it did seem to be the case.

She smiled, and a tender emotion flickered in her eyes, ”It’s because of our understanding, because neither of us wants the other to get hurt.” Because, they both protected each other.