On a rooftop, the hunter stood with arms crossed, his coat fluttering in the wind, his indifferent gaze fixed on the seemingly ordinary and dilapidated warehouse.
A man who appeared somewhat crafty leaped next to the hunter, wearing a grin, "My ears are quite sharp; they're caught in a desperate battle. Won't you go help them?"
The man was an ally with extraordinary talent from the Hunter's Guild, with no name, only the codename Lie Huo.
The hunter responded indifferently, "I've already said we should keep a low profile. You just don't listen, always seeking a thrill. Now you've kicked an iron plate."
"How could we have known that Organization X had gathered so many people in this small town?" Lie Huo shook his head with a sigh, then glanced again at the hunter who seemed reluctant to help, pleading, "Organization X has many soldiers and generals. We are few, and each one matters. If something happens to them, no one will help you rescue Irina."