The King of North Africa possessed immense power in this region, his wrath mobilized all his forces instantaneously, initiating their action.
However, when the King of North Africa sought the person responsible for the covert action, he found not a single clue. Xiao Zheng's execution was clean and flawless, leaving no trace whatsoever!
Sweating profusely, the King of North Africa's deputy reported, "Respected King of North Africa, the person's action was too clean. We simply cannot find any trace of him."
"Hmph!"
In the heart of the desert base, the King of North Africa turned around slowly, his robust body adorned in military camouflage, glasses perched on his face, and a beard across his cheeks. His eyes shot cold light as he said icily, "What use are you people? You can't even find a single person who attacked us surreptitiously!"
"Slap!"
The King of North Africa slapped the table, taking two harsh drags from the cigar perched in his mouth.
"Yes, yes."
