C271 In the Location of the Stockpile

The man inhaled deeply.

"Are you certain?"

Little Six, the man addressed, let out a scoff. "Times have changed. Make it quick!"

Electricity seemed to dance in the man's brows as he replied, "Fine, I'm getting ready to make my breakthrough. Ensure I'm not disturbed."

"Rest assured."

A smirk played on Little Six's lips. It was about time for a breakthrough; how could he not feel stifled