"How did he return to the Confederation?"
Even Chen Gu's dimensional space prison couldn't contain such a vast swarm of insects.
No one could answer him. Chen Gu had only raised the question, not expecting an answer.
Suddenly, his phone rang. It was Bai Yunpeng. "How's it going?"
"It's a bit tricky. We've called him several times using Wei Jiangqi's number, but he isn't picking up. I don't know if he sensed something beforehand or has some other plan."
Bai Yunpeng said, "I trust you with this, but you must be extra careful this time!"
After ending the call with Marshal Bai, a military colonel approached and asked, "Shall we send someone to test the pollution level at the site of Boles's appearance?"
Chen Gu looked towards a mature, elegant woman nearby. She wore a high-end, tailored business suit—black with light gray pinstripes—and her hair, luscious as a cloud, emanated a healthy, glossy black.
