Darkness blanketed the city. Shrouded by the dusky light, Yang Yang was carefully observing the main gate of Carpe Diem’s building.

Men who looked like members of the Triad were wandering in front of the gate.

‘Twelve at the main gate, eight on the roof…’

Counting the number of people guarding the area, Yang Yang furrowed his brows faintly.

‘That’s it?’

He had brought elites of the three organizations just to be safe, but now he was starting to lose steam. Yang Yang retracted his gaze and looked back. Dozens of people were waiting for his order in the alley.

Of course, this wasn’t the only alley where people were stationed. Once Yang Yang gave the command, the forces surrounding Carpe Diem’s building would rush in from all sides.

Yang Yang asked quietly.

“Where’s Miss Noah Freya?”

“On standby, sir.”

“Red Hwaru isn’t here yet?”

“Yes, it seems that person is stepping out of this operation.”

“Hmph.”

Yang Yang clicked his tongue but didn’t mind it too much.

‘I guess it doesn’t matter. I was thinking I brought along too many people anyway.’

Ochoa Cartel was drawing attention, but that didn’t mean Yang Yang could operate without worry. The Red Hwaru that Park Dongchun supported was closer to an intelligence organization than a military one. Rather than inviting members who wouldn’t be all that useful for battles, it might be better to quickly proceed as things were.

Yang Yang collected his thoughts and then looked at the building...