At the same time, in a restricted area of the capital city, two elderly men sat in an office. They were Donald and that old man in plain clothes.
"He's boarded the plane!" Donald picked up his phone and glanced at the message before speaking calmly.
"Hmm." The old man nodded slightly. "Actually, it's not a good time for him to come here, in these dangerous times."
"Dangerous times? Whoever dares to cause trouble when he arrives will see how I deal with them!" Donald responded with an unpleasant tone.
"Don't make trouble for that kid!" The old man glared at Donald unkindly. "It's better if you don't show up. Things will be different when you do."
After a brief pause, he continued to ask, "Who did he bring?"
"Casey and 'Five Blades', plus Spike Arnold." Donald picked up his teacup and took a sip.
"Are you sure Azure Dragon and his group of four won't come?" The old man continued to ask.
"I'm not sure." Donald shook his head decisively and put down his teacup before
"If everything goes well in his trip this time, that's fine, but if someone wants to make trouble, I'm afraid it's not just the four including Azure Dragon coming!"
"Do you want to see it happen?" The old man glared at Donald again. Afterwards, he continued to speak in a slightly worried tone, "I hope everything goes well, otherwise it will be difficult for us to explain to that old man! Last time, Sebastian Cook from the Central War Department blocked SHADOW from taking people of Ink Pavilion. The old man found out about this and made a big fuss! If something happens again this time, he may behead a few people with his own hands!"
"Mhm!" Donald's face also showed a hint of seriousness. He knew very well what would happen if the old man mentioned by them made a move.
"Have all the major families received the message?" The old man in plain clothes continued to ask.
"Obviously!" Donald nodded.
"Did you have someone keep an eye on them?" he handed a cigarette to Donald and continued, "Especially on the Leonard family's side."
"It's useless to keep an eye on them!" Donald shook his head slightly. "That kid announced that he was inducting Spike Arnold into SHADOW Hall of Honor so publicly. He obviously gave his opponent ample preparation."
"What do you mean?" The plain-clothed old man paused for a moment.
"Do you think he came to the capital this time just for Spike Arnold? He is going to kill two birds with one stone." Donald spoke lightly, "Including what happened five years ago, although he won't take action against those people this time, giving them a warning is inevitable!"
"Mhm!" The plain-clothed old man nodded slightly and took another drag from his cigarette before continuing, "Someone has to step forward. Is there anyone suitable?"
"We few old men shouldn't get involved and make things difficult for him." Donald spoke thoughtfully. "Although he came to the capital as the master of SHADOW this time, he is still part of the War Department after all. Let Cole Wilson step forward. It makes sense both emotionally and logically."
"You sly fox! You're really cunning," The plain-clothed old man rolled his eyes at Donald.
"Compared with you, I'm not worthy," replied Donald sarcastically. "Don't tell me you didn't plan on letting him step forward?"
"... This tea tastes pretty good," said the plain-clothed old man awkwardly while laughing nervously.
"Old fox!" Donald raised his teacup and gulped it down.
Both of them knew that in this critical moment of selecting a new commander-in-chief for the war department, having Cole Wilson come forward was significant.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, SHADOW's special plane landed steadily at a controlled airport on the outskirts of the capital. Subsequently, a group of eight people walked down from the gangway.
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