Chapter 532: Hurriedly Said

"I know, I know..."

The man said hurriedly, though his heart was filled with panic.

He never imagined that this man called Kuchiki Senya was actually the sect master of Longmen!

"Enough, scram!" Kuchiki Senya waved his hand.

Hearing this, how would that man dare to linger? He scrambled up from the chair in a hurry, then dashed outside, terrified that one step too slow would mean his death here.

Inside a certain luxurious mansion.

The moment that man walked in, he found the place packed with people, each of their hands gripping a Wu Shidao.

Seeing this scene, he was immediately a little afraid.

"Boss..."

Those black-clad men looked at that man in unison, their eyes filled with reverence and worship.

Their gazes were brimming with fanaticism.

Because this man was their hero!

Their boss had once been a top-tier warrior himself.

They were all heroes, and he was the one they respected most!

The man nodded slightly, swept his gaze across the crowd, and said: "Everything's been arranged, right?"

"It's all been arranged!" Those black-clad men answered in unison: "They've already been kidnapped; someone will come to rescue them soon."

"Very good!" The man nodded in satisfaction.

"Boss..." Suddenly, that man's personal bodyguard stepped forward and said to him: "That person... doesn't seem simple at all. If... if we don't act quickly, we might get exposed..."

"Don't worry, that person is already a turtle in a jar—he can't escape!" The man said with absolute confidence: "This place is in your hands now. Remember, this is the only thing I can give you!"

"Yes, Boss!" The black-clad men said in unison: "We will definitely move fast and capture that guy!"

"Very good, keep training." The man said indifferently: "Tonight at eight o'clock, I'll be here waiting for your news!"

The group of black-clad men nodded repeatedly, watching that man leave.

After that man had walked far away, their expressions instantly changed.

A fierce look appeared on their faces as they said: "Hmph, I want to see just how capable you are! You can't even be dealt with by the Boss! I say, this time we absolutely have to catch you and drag you before the Boss to be dealt with personally!"

"I'd like to see who dares!" A cold voice rang out.

A thin, frail-looking man suddenly appeared outside the door, a cold smirk at the corner of his lips and a dark glint in his eyes.

"Young Master!" The black-clad men shouted in unison.

"You gathered here just to deal with me?" That thin man asked, looking at the crowd.

"Yes."

"Heh, how laughable."

"Boss, please forgive this subordinate's rudeness, but your current physical condition is still unstable—you should recover as soon as possible."

"Yes! Young Master!"

"This mission of ours is very dangerous! If anything were to happen to you, that would be terrible!"

"Yes, yes!"

The crowd chimed in, all talking at once.

"Heh, you really are loyal to the bone!" The thin man laughed coldly and said: "But in my dictionary, the word 'failure' has never existed. I don't allow my people to fail, and I don't allow anyone to fail! Are all of you clear on that?"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The black-clad men said in unison, an infinite reverence and fear in every one of their tones.