In the pitch-black night, a group of shadowy figures approached the outer wall of Datang Group's Factory No. 1.
They exchanged gestures in the moonlight and then dispersed, each heading towards their respective targets.
The young Orcish prince, holding a long sword, helped by several subordinates, climbed over the courtyard wall. Then, he understood why he felt that tonight was unusually bright.
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