"Time to eat."
A Dragon Group member wearing a hat walked into the room holding food, where Ning Fan was held captive.
Behind him, several fully armed Dragon Group members followed, vigilantly surveying the room.
They had already marked Ning Fan as a top-level alert target, with no less than four members supervising the daily meal delivery.
If Ning Fan made any sudden moves, the entire room would be sealed instantaneously, and the remaining members would not hesitate to open fire.
Even if it meant sacrificing the other Dragon Group members, they would absolutely not let Ning Fan escape.
The member carrying the meal slowly walked to the outside of the room, set down the food, paused briefly, then turned and left.
Throughout the process, Ning Fan made no movements, simply sitting still, seemingly having fallen asleep.
It was only after everyone had left that Ning Fan's eyes snapped open, a sharp glint crossing his gaze.