"Brother Du, if we have three hours… from 2 a.m. to 5 a.m. That's more than enough to deal with one person." Another man spoke up with confidence.
Du Wuchen's gaze turned sharp instantly. "Don't underestimate him."
The room fell silent again.
"This isn't a street fight," he continued. "This job must be clean. If we mess up, our days inside the prison might get difficult."
He glanced toward the corridor.
"Although the Chief Jailer has cleared the path, so that most guards will focus on the outer perimeter." His voice grew colder. "If we make too much noise, everything's over."
"After 5 a.m., the next shift is way too strict with their duties, and the chief jailer's words don't work on them."
"So remember, we can't lose control of the situation or exceed the time frame."
The tension in the room thickened.
Du Wuchen's gaze swept across his men.
"Prepare everything."
His tone left no room for doubt.
"We go in… with full force."
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