"Who knows."
The Genetic Primordial faction was puzzled. They seriously suspected that the Truth Society had secretly promised Rattlesnake more benefits with the purpose of trampling on the Genetic Primordial.
Lately, the Genetic Primordial and the Truth Society had been at odds, and both were offering rewards for Bai Fu's head. It was indeed something the Truth Society would do.
"Damn Rattlesnake! Notify the people in the Intelligence Bureau. From now on, if we encounter Rattlesnake, beat them to death!"
The people from Genetic Primordial were about to pass out from anger. On the other hand, Bernardo was in a great mood, but he didn't let the joy cloud his judgement.
The more critical the time, the less he could afford to relax. If Bai Fu's body was intercepted en route, they would face great embarrassment.
He immediately contacted Graham to ask for additional people for support.
...
In the afternoon, a warm breeze was blowing.
