A day has passed without any progress. Yang Yi isn't anxious, but he's quite worried.
Worried about Anton, worried about Gong Yang, worried about Satan, worried about Tartar.
There's actually no need to hide in Baghdad, but Yang Yi is putting pressure on Aaron. He doesn't always want to show his capability; he wants to apply some pressure on Aaron to prompt him to fulfill his promises faster.
Yang Yi could only call Grevatov, because aside from Grevatov, he had no one else to ask.
There are very few people who can actually gather intelligence in Mosul now, aside from the Organization of Water, which is the Black Devil.
Grevatov quickly answered Yang Yi's call.
"Brother, any news?"
"No."
Yang Yi sighed. Just when he was about to hang up, Grevatov continued, "There's something I want to discuss with you."
"Go ahead."
"We want to enter Mosul."
Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "You want us to help?"
