One hour

Near the peak of the mountains where Yue Ling had been taken to, Lu Tian's car pulls up to a stop. He steps out wearing a tailor-fitted suit and a wool coat in his usually prefer choice of black.

Closing the door, he walks over to stand near the cliff as he stares down with narrow eyes to the many trees below.

*Ring ring

The phone inside his coat pocket chimes in and he takes it out to answer. Bring the phone to his ear, his deep voice sounds.

"Speak."

["One hour."]

From the other line, Qi Li's voice sounds through. The man had parked his motorcycle in a remote area and made his way on foot to the abandoned factory.

If he didn't do that, the loud exhaust of his motorcycle would give away his position and alert the enemy.

Just as he arrived close enough to get a clear view of the place, the car his boss was in also arrived.