Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Chapter 1304 - 632:

But the mysterious superior, with an eccentric personality and unpredictable whereabouts, threw this decapitation risk reconnaissance task on him to handle.

Night Owl rubbed his forehead with his hand, feeling a bit of a headache.

He wondered where Lord Claude was right now...

Time was ticking away.

Feng Jincai waited for a long time, then cautiously lifted his head to glance at Night Owl at the head of the table.

Finding that the other’s expression was unpredictable and hiding deep apprehension in his eyes, he couldn’t hold back anymore, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he asked:

"Lord Night Owl, since we’ve touched the target’s bottom line, has there been any word from above... when are we planning to take action?"

Night Owl’s eyes suddenly snapped open, his gaze cut through Feng Jincai’s face like a knife:

"Who told you I was going to take action?!"

"Uh..."

Feng Jincai was choked into silence by the sudden outburst of fury, his fat trembling as he forcibly swallowed the rest of his words.

"The Special Search Team’s Ling Shaofeng is a keen-sensed old fox, and that White Owl is even more of a deep-thinking, ruthless monster!"

Night Owl pressed his hands onto the table, leaning forward, and reprimanded severely:

"Making rash moves at this time will just end up like the disaster your East Capital Branch caused before, getting wiped out completely!"

Feng Jincai, chastised into redness, could only nod awkwardly in agreement.

Night Owl sat up straight, issuing orders in a cold tone:

"Inform everyone, except for the current intelligence investigation, all other actions are to be halted. Until the trouble with the Special Search Team and Noble Alliance is completely resolved, Noah Organization’s current doctrine is to lie low and avoid any trouble, got it?"

"Understood, understood! We shall strictly follow the directives from above!"

Feng Jincai kept affirming repeatedly.

While he agreed with fearful obedience, he inwardly felt like a heavy burden had been lifted, letting out a long sigh of relief.

As long as he didn’t have to face the Living Yama who could dismantle buildings with his bare hands, he was willing to endure daily scolding.

Finished speaking, Night Owl turned his gaze to Zhuo Feng:

"Now, I’m giving you a new task: deploy a few clean-background informants into the Special Search Team whether as clerks or cleaning staff, find an opportunity to get close to the target named Fang Cheng. Remember, only observe, do not alert them."

Feng Jincai’s eyes turned as he probed:

"Are you planning..."

"I’m not planning, it’s the upper echelon that is particularly interested in this person."

Night Owl cut him off coldly, then warned:

"If you fail to handle such a minor task, then find a place yourself and slit your throat."

Zhuo Feng heard this, immediately straightening his chest and replied:

"Rest assured Lord Night Owl, previously our East Capital Branch had an infiltration plan, several individuals with clean identities have already been sent to participate in this Special Search Team selection."

"With some covert manipulation, we can ensure at least one or two succeed in becoming part of the Special Search Team, completing the task of getting close to the target!"

"At least your brain is working."

Upon hearing this, Night Owl finally eased his tightly furrowed brows a bit, revealing a rare hint of approval:

"Show your best, handle this task nicely, and I’ll speak on your behalf to the Noah Board of Directors."

"Thank you, Lord Night Owl, for nurturing us!"

"Willing to serve you unto death!"

Feng Jincai and Zhuo Feng were as if hearing a heavenly melody, excitedly bowing repeatedly in respect.

"Hmm."

Night Owl leaned back in the wide armchair, eyes slightly closed, fingers interlocked resting on his abdomen.

Continuing to ponder Lord Claude’s whereabouts in his mind while another man’s sinister silhouette appeared in his heart.