Could it be...?

"Is he preparing for a decisive battle with the Blackwater Tribe?"

Someone said.

Liu Yao frowned.

His strategic intuition had always been accurate.

But ever since he met Su Bai, he has been repeatedly outmaneuvered by Su Bai's unconventional methods, leaving him somewhat bewildered, and he dares not draw any conclusions at this moment.

He looked up and asked, "Can we still monitor the Blackwater tribe's movements?"

"cannot……"

One of the people looked up; he was the intelligence manager of the Nine Luminaries Star Palace, and he smiled slightly.

“When the Azure Dragon Society was around, our spies planted within them were able to gather some intelligence.”

"But now that Bai Di has taken over, he has fixed all the players in one area."

"They are not allowed to run around."

"The Blackwater tribe has its own anti-aircraft capabilities, so the Falcon can't get close. We can say that we know nothing about them right now."

Liu Yao frowned, revealing his dissatisfaction.

"Just because you have air superiority, does that mean you can't do anything? Go scout! No matter how many falcons we lose, we have to get this sorted out tonight!"

The intelligence department administrators looked troubled.

"President, it's not that I'm reluctant to give up Falcon's life, but that tribe is strange, and Falcon doesn't dare to approach the center."

There's really no other way.

He said helplessly.

The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm is a fundamental human instinct.

The Blackwater Tribe worships an evil god. Such a being, if it merely exudes a trace of its aura, can frighten wild beasts within a radius of dozens of kilometers into a panicked flight. Naturally, the falcons of the Nine Luminaries Star Palace dare not approach.