"What is the situation?" Neris asked with a deep frown on her face.
The reports that were coming in were not good.
Not good at all.
Every new piece of information made her expression increasingly grim. This was supposed to be an easy mission.
Taking down the Crimson Arc Guild shouldn't have caused any stir in the town. Everything had been carefully planned beforehand.
Every possibility had already been considered.
Riven was merely a Level 36 Tank.
How could he pose any threat to the Slave Trade Guild?
Even if he had become stronger, there was no reason for him to overturn their carefully prepared plans.
To be safe, she had allied with the Slave Trade Guild, dispatching a portion of their elite members for support.
This was to ensure nothing went wrong.
She had deliberately left nothing to chance.
As long as they took down the Crimson Arc Guild, the Slave Trade Guild would owe them a huge favor.
