"Sir, I just finished the reconnaissance."
"Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall Master Bai Xiao returned from Baiyun Airport this evening. Should we take action now? Although a few of our brothers haven't arrived yet, we already have seven Ghost Generals present, which should be enough."
Kong Gui's voice was hoarse and strange as he spoke slowly.
On both sides of the hall, wherever the eye could see.
Indeed, there were formidable fighters standing nearby, all exuding a dense killing intent, their pupils brimming with bloodlust and indifference.
The Twelve Ghost Generals have undertaken missions around the world and are battle-hardened.
They can truly be considered combat masters.
"We wait."
