Xiang Ying arranged for drones to follow them.
Unexpectedly, these people actually intruded into Jie Chen's main tent, rummaging around inside.
And Jie Chen was nowhere to be found, unexpectedly absent.
They looked around, then actually prepared to reach for some letters Jie Chen had placed on the table.
Xiang Ying frowned.
They were the first to make a move, so she couldn't be blamed.
Xiang Ying immediately grabbed a tear gas grenade from the medical layer and used the drone to deliver and release it.
Cloaked in black, they only felt a pungent gas suddenly spreading throughout the darkened main tent.
The smell was so irritating, it made their eyes sting and water as if chilli had been smeared on their eyelids—it burned!
"Who farted? It's got quite an aftermath!"
"This smell is off, could it be some sort of trap?"
Only then did they realize, and after cursing Jie Chen for his malicious schemes, they rolled out of the main tent one after another in succession.
