Listening to the busy signal from the other end of the phone, Luo Ke smiled and hung up, casually placing the phone he was holding on the table, "Roselia (Poison Rose), we need to go."

"Yes, sir." The young blonde girl, who was using a dagger to clean her nails, laughed as she came over, sticking the already prepared explosives directly under Jiao Yang’s bed. As she stood up, she didn’t forget to gaze at Jiao Yang’s face, letting out a soft sigh, "Such a beautiful face, it’s a pity to blow it up into pieces."

Luo Ke coldly raised his lip, "Now is not the time for your enjoyment."

"I’m just lamenting, that’s all." The blonde girl shrugged, extending her finger to gently trace Jiao Yang’s lips and face. Her blood-red nail polish skimmed his face, looking seemingly compassionate, with icy amusement in her beautiful blue eyes, "Farewell, Duke!"

Under Luo Ke’s command, the four aces—Allen, Poison Rose (Roselia), Tang Ming, ROY.

Among them, Allen has always been the closest by his side, and Tang Ming is mainly responsible for Asia Region affairs; the two are his key cards.

Roselia and ROY are his hidden cards, not often by his side, mainly responsible for dealing with traitors within the organization and carrying out assassination tasks.

This time, to successfully capture Jiao Yang, Luo Ke didn’t hesitate to use Roselia, a card he seldom placed in the open.

Roselia indeed did not disappoint him, managing Jiao Yang all by herself.

Luo Ke knows very well that once Jiao Yang’s identity is exposed, he will get into big trouble, so this time he does not plan to let Jiao Yang leave alive.

Jiao Yang is bait, meant to lure Leng Zimo away.

Walking towards the old factory building’s exit, Roselia carefully sticks bombs she carries with her onto several corners. These bombs are enough to blow the whole old factory building to pieces.

Stepping out of the villa gate, Roselia strides behind Luo Ke towards the private plane parked in the yard.

"Sir, can’t you leave that Emperor Leng with me for a couple of days?"

"NO!"

Luo Ke’s tone is icy.

Roselia shrugged, her tone regretful, "Alright then, let them all die together!"

The guards in the courtyard had already courteously greeted and escorted the two onto the plane. Moments later, the plane slid along the old factory building’s parking lot and then gradually took off, flying towards the distant East.

As the plane took off, Roselia’s scarlet-painted fingernails rapidly tapped the keyboard. Soon, the computer screen displayed the footage from the cameras installed within the old factory building.

From her computer, she can see the entire situation in the old factory building, similarly, she only needs to hit the enter key for the bombs placed in several parts of the old factory building to explode, leaving nothing intact.

"OK!" Roselia proudly raised her chin towards Luo Ke, "Sir, everything is as you wished, the net has been cast, now we just wait for Lord Emperor Leng to appear, then you can personally turn them into fragments."

Luo Ke glanced at the computer screen, the video from the surveillance equipment showed the still-sleeping Jiao Yang, and he nodded slightly, "How’s ROY’s side?"