The tense atmosphere was eased a lot by this episode, and for the moment, Number 10 was still safe and sound. According to Number 13's prediction, they had at least two weeks to prepare.

Under Lin Wan'er's strong control, the situation was brought under control.

"Don't lose your composure. We still have time, and... I don't think this is so simple. Wu wouldn't suddenly decide to kill Number 10. Zero wouldn't watch him do that. There must be a reason."

"Something, or someone, must have stimulated Wu." After a pause, Lin Wan'er pursed her lips. "In these two weeks, something extraordinary must have happened."

"What else did you see at the time?" Lin Wan'er turned to look at Number 13. "The background when Number 10 was killed, do you remember?"

Hearing this, Number 13 nodded. "I remember, but I can't identify the specific location. There was blood mist everywhere, and the ground under my feet seemed to be soaked in blood. It didn't look like a normal world, it must have been a mission world."

"Zero and Number 10 have the Old President's domain mark on them. They won't be drawn into ordinary spiritual events, so the mission world you're talking about should be within the Old President's domain." Lin Wan'er analyzed calmly. "They may have encountered another Enforcer, or... even the Old President himself."

Hearing that Number 10 might encounter the Old President soon, everyone's hearts were on edge.

To them, the Old President was on another dimension. They had almost no power to resist. Even Xia Tan, as strong as he was, lost all the experts in the resistance army and risked being completely corroded by the Door to escape from the Old President's domain alone.

The Old President's terror was evident.

"Let's investigate the matter first. We can't act rashly." Lin Wan'er raised her head, her eyes firm. "I know your feelings for Number 10, and so do I. I can guarantee you that if the final investigation points to Wu, then you are by no means fighting alone. I will join you to find Wu and talk to him."

"But before that, no one is allowed to act rashly. If I find out, I will punish you severely!"

"Understood."

"Understood."

...

Maple City, a suburban villa.

It didn't look very luxurious, but it was heavily guarded. There were armed guards stationed in front of the dark iron gate, and there were both visible and hidden sentries patrolling the area with sharp eyes.

These were troubled times, especially for the people inside the villa.

The villa had three floors. In a reception room on the second floor, several people were sitting on the sofa.

At the head were three men.

The one in the middle was about 50 years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a well-tailored lead-gray suit. He had the aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time. He picked up his teacup and slowly drank the tea.

On the left was a man in sportswear, about 40 years old, with a very sturdy build, messy hair with natural curls, and dark skin, like a brown bear. His voice was also very muffled.

With a "thump," the man in sportswear slammed his teacup heavily on the table, spilling tea. The man seemed to have a terrible temper and said fiercely, "They're all a bunch of useless people. After such a thing happened, they can't even find out who the enemy is. Useless! All useless!"

The men below bowed slightly, looking terrified.

"Lao Wu, calm down." The man on the right sighed, waved his hand, signaling the people below to leave quickly and not provoke the man's anger here. Then he looked at the man in sportswear again. "It's unrealistic to expect them to do this. You know how difficult our enemy is this time."

Compared to the previous two men, the man on the right looked the youngest, probably only around 35 years old. He was wearing a Tang suit and looked very handsome, with narrow eyes. But if you looked at him for too long, he seemed a little sinister.

But no one dared to underestimate him, no matter how young he was. After all, he was the head of the Shuzhong region of the Night Watcher's Execution Department.

People like him were considered high-level within the Execution Department. Apart from the Minister and Deputy Minister of the Execution Department, the next level down was people like him.

They were the real local powerhouses.

But their days had not been easy recently. Someone, or some force, had been targeting them. In just a few days, five branch heads had been killed, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

They received news from the higher-ups of the Night Watchers, telling them to gather nearby to avoid being killed alone, at least in groups of three, so they could rely on each other to some extent. Then they were to hide and wait for the higher-ups to investigate the matter thoroughly.

The first three branch heads killed had indeed been killed alone, but the next two deaths were not. They were killed at the same time while having tea in a teahouse.

The branch heads of the Night Watcher's Execution Department were at least at A-level or higher. Adding in the guards accompanying the two men, there were a total of 14 people, all without exception, were disciples, and without exception, all were killed.

What was even more terrifying was that only one person came, and it only took three minutes.

What could you do in three minutes?

What kind of guy could kill 14 disciples, including two branch heads of the Execution Department, in just three minutes? It was truly terrifying to think about.

To avoid being killed, the three had to leave the city, stay away from the crowds, and hide in this country villa. Although some had suggested that this place was even more suitable for the other party to attack.

But the lead-gray-suited old man had rejected it. His original words were that those who were meant to die would die no matter where they hid, and... the person who was coming to kill them was a madman, he wouldn't care whether it was a city or the countryside.

To discover and then kill was what made that person so terrifying.

Simply hiding was useless. What was more important was that the city would limit their arrangements and the deployment of weapons and equipment.

But the suburbs were much better. They had cleared a large area nearby and filled it with their own people. This way, even if that guy really came to their door, they would have a chance to fight back.

No, they would definitely kill that madman!

They had transferred many experts, and based on clues, they deduced that the guy who was coming to kill them must also be a high-level disciple, and his Door... must be on the verge of collapse.

"Don't worry, you two. Even if that guy is strong, after so many battles, he must be at the end of his rope. Now we have set up a net, just waiting for him to walk right into it!" A sinister look flashed in the Tang-suited man's eyes.

"Don't think of this as so simple. If possible, I still hope he never shows up." The lead-gray-suited old man sighed softly.