94: Poor Blonde Youth
"You mean the beating we took last week was arranged by the Association's senior veterans to make us recognize our own strength?!" Leticia's words made the Guild Leader's head emit wisps of smoke. What was all this about?!
So no matter what, they couldn't have escaped that beating?
"Besides, I didn't know I was beating up the Guild Leader at the time. Ignorance is no crime." Leticia righteously defended herself. "If you want to blame someone, blame that person surnamed Bai. She dragged me along to beat you up."
"Little Bai is that black-clad person? Where is Little Bai now?" The Guild Leader asked instinctively.
Leticia shrugged. She also wanted to know where Bai Ling had gone, but this mist wasn't so kind.
Even someone as powerful as her had her perception limited to what her eyes could see. She couldn't sense anything behind the thick fog.
"She got separated from us, just like you got separated from that blonde guy." Leticia said. "I'm not worried about her safety, but being trapped here isn't a solution. We need to get to the core and shut this damn thing off quickly."
"Why should we trust you, a demon?" At this point, Lu Siyu, who had been staying on the sidelines, spoke her first words.
Demons were humanity's enemies—mortal enemies.
In years of warfare, the hatred between humans and demons had become deeply rooted. Not fighting upon meeting was already quite remarkable.
But now this demon who had beaten them up just last week was inviting them to cooperate?
Was there something wrong with her brain or the opponent's brain?
"No, you don't need to trust me. In fact, I never expected you to trust me." Leticia gently stroked her sister's hand and said with a smile. "I'm just giving you a hand for the Guild Leader's sake."
If they were complete strangers, Leticia wouldn't bother with such lengthy explanations. Just dropping a line like "follow me if you don't want to die" would be magnanimous enough.
"Incidentally, your superiors actually know about today's transaction. After all, that person surnamed Bai has quite a high position."
After saying this, Leticia felt her sister's hand tighten slightly around hers. Turning her head, she saw her sister's benevolent smile.
"So that's what sister was planning." Qila's face was full of smiles, but her voice was as cold as the arctic wind.
Leticia shivered. How had she let this slip out?
"Let me think—were you planning to extract what you wanted from me and then have these heroes come disrupt our transaction?" Qila's smile grew brighter and brighter, and her grip on Leticia's hand grew stronger and stronger. "Dear Sister, shouldn't you give your heartbroken sister some compensation?"
"Ah..."
"Come back to the demon realm with me."
"No way, I'd rather die!"
"If you don't come back, I'll cut sister's internet cable while she's gaming." Qila's smile was demonic.
"Wah! No!"
The Guild Leader and Lu Siyu, serving as background characters, exchanged glances and suddenly felt Leticia's words had gained some inexplicable credibility.
A girl who acted so... embarrassingly—whatever she had just said couldn't possibly be false.
Moreover, the Guild Leader still trusted in her heart that Leticia wouldn't deceive her. This was the trust built from years of getting along with Qianqian.
"Qianqian, can I still call you Qianqian?" the Guild Leader asked.
"Of course! Su Qianqian is me, and I am Su Qianqian." Leticia, sweating profusely while trying to appease her sister, found time to answer the Guild Leader's question.
Su Qianqian was her alias. Without a doubt, Leticia and Su Qianqian were the same person.
Leticia wasn't like people in some TV shows or movies who seemed to become different people just by changing names.
"Pfft, Qianqian should wipe her sweat first." The Guild Leader handed her handkerchief to Leticia.
Taking the handkerchief that still carried the Guild Leader's scent, Leticia also smiled. This gesture undoubtedly represented that the Guild Leader still acknowledged their friendship.
Using the gray handkerchief to wipe away the sweat beads on her forehead, Leticia coughed twice and composed her expression. "I'll control the fire giant to advance toward the clock tower. You must stay close to me so I can protect you."
"Mm mm." The Guild Leader nodded obediently.
"Do you really trust her?" But Lu Siyu was still somewhat resistant. Cooperating with a demon, being protected by a demon—this was too crazy!
The Guild Leader didn't explain. She just looked at Leticia and said gently, "I trust I haven't misjudged her. Qianqian isn't a bad person."
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"Those two little heroes met up with the white-clothed girl and are now heading toward the clock tower?" Hearing the news from his subordinates, the hunched old man's expression was quite interesting.
He had been wondering how to lure them over, but now they were going there themselves. How convenient.
"How's the progress elsewhere? How much longer until we get the briefcase?"
"This..."
"How much longer?" Because one side was progressing quite smoothly, the old man was in quite a good mood.
"Our monsters can't even get close to that galaxy. That woman is still wandering the streets." The old man's subordinate answered with trepidation.
"You mean that after so much time, so many fog beasts, you can't even get close?" The old man looked at his subordinate incredulously. "Didn't you guarantee that even the strongest S-level hero would be worn down here?"
"Or are you telling me this white-haired girl is stronger than the strongest S-level hero? Then who is she? The Sword Saint?"
"It's not impossible." The subordinate muttered.
So beautiful yet so terrifying—that stellar river, and this incomparable sense of oppression that could make them feel cold in their limbs even through the thick fog. Someone so powerful being called the Sword Saint didn't seem far-fetched.
"The Sword Saint is male, not a pretty white-haired girl!" Old Eagle refuted. All information indicated the Sword Saint was male. This girl absolutely couldn't be the Sword Saint.
"Hah, this side is what's most important..."
"Um, Old Eagle, we've captured the male one from those three heroes." The subordinate quickly mentioned the only gain from these past few dozen minutes. "Could we use him to exchange for something?"
There was really no need to fixate on the book. The old man just wanted his share of money. Who gave the money didn't matter.
Kidnapping a Hero Association hero and making the Hero Association pay ransom was also a method.
"Let's go to the clock tower entrance. Bring that male along."