"Lord Tengyun Gesang, I have made contact with Ning Fan as you instructed," he said.
In the dimly lit basement, a man wearing a mask reported the matter in complex Yiddish to Tengyun Gesang.
On the screen in front of him, Tengyun Gesang nodded indifferently, "How did it go?"
After pondering seriously for a while, the masked man replied, "He was very vigilant, I underestimated him!"
He had thought his Face-changing Technique was flawless, but he lost in the details. In the end, he was outwitted and Ning Fan saw through him.
This time he truly had underestimated Ning Fan's observational skills.
"Qianmian, I have told you, never to underestimate this man. You should know, even his potential amazes me!"
A complex light flashed in Tengyun Gesang's eyes. While he valued Ning Fan's potential, he also felt frustrated because Ning Fan showed no interest in their Umbrella organization and was very resistant, which greatly troubled Tengyun Gesang.
