Imperial Treasure

Damn!

It’s a good thing Sui Yi considered the old gentleman from the US’s pride, knowing that if it continues getting so hot, the shirt will stick to his body, and then there’ll be that peculiar Western body odor. How embarrassing that would be.

Sui Yi flicked his fingers, sending a stream of clear energy into Leon’s body...

Meanwhile, as the four of them headed to the airport.

Inside the airport.

Scorpion and Electric Eel, who had already resumed their normal human appearance, didn’t look too good. This trip to Peru was another fruitless endeavor; not to mention how the organization might deal with them, the news outside would do them no favor, especially after their recent failures within China’s borders...

"Those people only know how to criticize; if they were the ones in China, could they have gotten anything good? Void-breaking came one after another, and a conspiracy came in strings.... Not just us, weren’t others used as pawns too?"

Electric Eel fumed with resentment, while Scorpion remained relatively calm, "All bosses in the organizations are the same; they only want results... if you fail, you’re wrong, without any excuses. But they also know that we can’t be blamed for the things happening behind the scenes... China’s waters run too deep. And inside the organization, they still haven’t figured out Sui Yi’s true origins? That’s why they only scold us verbally without punishing us. But this time when we go back, if we don’t bring something valuable, we won’t have it easy."

Scorpion also understood this truth.

"There was definitely something wrong with that Nazca tomb... Only those two Easterners, the Mage, and the Vatican’s Cain Milucci were there. Later, the tomb completely collapsed, and Blood-Spattered Moth disappeared; the treasures inside... must be in their hands."

With Void-breaking present, Scorpion and the others didn’t dare to probe recklessly. They only went to check after Cain Milucci left for a while, but by then they saw only a completely collapsed tomb and gained nothing from it. However, upon careful analysis...

They did gather some intelligence.

"No matter whose hands it ended up in... this airport will become a battlefield, we just need to wait..."

Scorpion licked his finger, a charming expression on his face, making the middle-aged man opposite him who was reading a newspaper gape.

But then Scorpion and Electric Eel suddenly looked in the same direction.

It was a restaurant inside the airport.

As soon as Tai Bo and the Black Warriors’ large frames entered the airport, they headed straight for the restaurant, devouring all kinds of fast food as if a storm hit. Buckets of McDonald’s hamburgers and chicken wings were served up, leaving other travelers stunned.

"Tch, a bunch of gluttons," Scorpion and Electric Eel exchanged a glance, stood up, and headed toward McDonald’s...

Although gathering intelligence is the priority, if necessary, they could pin these big fools down. If they fail to gather useful information, they could take these fools’ heads back to report, and the organization would reduce their punishment accordingly.

The two of them each held a newspaper. At that moment, the newspaper opened in their hands and covered their faces, and when they put it down... their faces had changed into someone else’s.

——Tai Bo and the others would definitely not recognize the two of them.

"It’s that Scorpion and Electric Fish."

With Chinese cuisine found worldwide, Yunnan Rice Noodles was one such restaurant. Four distinctly different people sat at their table, each digging into a large bowl of rice noodles. As they ate hungrily, Beautiful Tigress raised her head, her pupils flashing darkly, announcing her discovery.

"The Ghost Party members always operate like this. This Scorpion and Electric Eel are just unlucky; of course, they need to latch onto someone outspoken like Tai Bo to reduce their accountability...."

Red Tiger slurped the last noodle, raised his head, "It’s not that simple... the atmosphere in this airport is different."

The other three gradually sensed it too.

Beautiful Tigress’s sensory abilities were superior to the others. At that moment, she wrinkled her nose...

Looking at the group sitting in the café across from them...

Landis, this top-notch young master, was sipping coffee, his gaze locked on...

That group of people.

Beautiful Tigress’s chopsticks snapped.

"Boss... this could really blow up."

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"I’ll go change our tickets; there’s twenty minutes until boarding."

Walking into the North Gate entrance of the airport, Sui Yi said this.

The reason for buying tickets instead of using a private jet was simply because Sui Yi’s return was a spontaneous decision, making time coordination difficult.

Anyway, it wasn’t much of a difference.

Leon understood Sui Yi’s implication—half an hour, meaning he had time to change clothes in the restroom.

Reluctant to stink up the plane and bother ladies from various countries, Leon let out a sigh of relief as he followed Sui Yi to exchange plane tickets, then walked into the airport hall, taking off his backpack as he aimed for the restroom location...

Suddenly, his expression changed, his steps unconsciously slowed...

Sui Yi and the others saw it too.

In the bustling airport, in front of the central counter.

There was a significantly conspicuous group.

Red robes, with faint embroidery on the back resembling a Holy Mountain... the lines were simple and sleek, vaguely visible.

The robes reached the ground, with fringes that looked somewhat ancient...

A person with black-and-white hair stood with their back to them, seemingly bent over a book.

Beside him stood two others in red robes.

Then there were two white-clad swordsmen.

And a somewhat disheveled but younger man—Cain Milucci.

Five of them really came!

No, counting Cain Milucci, that makes six!

How could a cautious organization like the Vatican suddenly send so many people... three Cardinals!

Moreover... when Leon saw the embroidered pattern on the back of the white-haired Cardinal’s red robe in the middle, his face was aghast.

As if all his previous confidence vanished in an instant.

Cain Milucci noticed the approaching Sui Yi and the others, began to breathe much slower... stiff and poised, akin to a sculpture.

The elder closed his book and turned around.

As soon as he turned around, it felt as if a force pulled apart everyone walking inside the airport.

Thus, two-thirds of the airport space was cleared.

Between the Vatican’s six and Sui Yi’s four.

To be precise, excluding Leon, who was of little use in a fight.

It was 6VS3!

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