"Firework Apostle?"
Li Ming's expression changed slightly; he was not unfamiliar with the Torch Organization.
It was divided into several hierarchical layers, and the Firework Apostles were strong figures in the second tier, essentially B-level life forms.
That Ling Lan, a Firework Apostle? A B-level life form?
Li Ming was surprised, and a realization dawned on him—it wasn't mere smuggling, it was human trafficking.
On the surface it was about those black metal blocks, but in reality, the most crucial was this Ling Lan.
A B-level life form, Li Ming felt an urge to leave this place as soon as possible.
After a moment of thought, he carefully wiped off his fingerprints and called Xu Heng back, pretending that nothing was amiss and asking him to put the items back.
Xu Heng checked for a while, making sure nothing was missing, and he truly breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, has the life energy level inspection ended?" Li Ming asked casually.