Wang Xuan believed that the two were young, because it was impossible for the man in black to find out everything. How could he have predicted in advance that he would find two friends to enter the mountain? Someone must have monitored his call.

"Grey blood organization?" He asked indifferently. Recently, he was attacked and killed three times in a row, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

The man in black said calmly, "No, I'm a little disappointed in them. The stronghold in the old soil was uprooted. Those who escaped recently hid in hiding and didn't dare to see the sun, so I took action myself."