Chapter 1517 No More Chances?
- Gale glanced toward the window, calm as ever. “So by your logic, you’ve already set up snipers outside, huh?”
- He was just probing. While he looked, he hadn’t spotted a single sniper from any angle. If the middle‑aged man nodded and owned it, Gale would only think the guy was bluffing.
- “I didn’t set up anything.”