"Do I even need to ask what I want?" Wu Yu opened the backpack, took out the jar containing the Eternal Darkness Flower, and examined it for a moment: "Oh, it says here that the contents shouldn't be exposed to light or water.

If I open it and throw the contents out..."

"That won't do you any good." Lin Zhiyan quickly interjected, "If you're after money, I can give it to you, right away."

Xiao Feng glanced at Lin Zhiyan, thinking to himself, isn't your attitude just handing the other side a knife?

But thinking in her shoes, if it were him, he'd probably try every way to protect the Eternal Darkness Flower first.

"Money?" Wu Yu chuckled softly, "Not bad! No one dislikes money, but for me, I'd prefer an Instructor's position."

Upon hearing the words "Instructor," Xiao Feng, Su Yuzhuo, and Lu Yao exchanged glances.

It was clear now that this Wu Yu was the undercover agent planted by the Devil's Concentration Camp among the Cyclops group.

At this point, the young girl grabbed Meng Lang, who was slowly moving towards the window, and pulled him in front of Wu Yu: "Give us the item, or I'll kill your accomplice," she said coldly.

"Go ahead and kill!" Wu Yu shrugged indifferently, "He's just a fence-sitter with a bit of cleverness; using him to threaten me is laughable."

The young girl immediately became serious; this result was not too surprising to her.

After all, they've dealt with people from the Devil's Concentration Camp a few times.

Except for the Belock brothers showing a sliver of humanity, people like Thomson couldn't care less about their teammates' lives, even hoping for their comrades' deaths, making it hard to catch any weaknesses.

"Yan Huang, to be honest, I quite admire you and am also grateful to you." Wu Yu asked with a smile, "Do you know why?"

Xiao Feng scoffed, "Isn't it just because I killed a bunch of Instructors and some key elites, giving small fry like you room to rise?"

Wu Yu laughed instead of getting angry, "Right! You're absolutely right!"

After laughing, Wu Yu turned his gaze to Su Yuzhuo, exclaiming, "I never expected the former boss lady to be such a stunning beauty, even more beautiful than in photos!

I was thinking before that perhaps the face you hid was old and ugly, like an old witch."

Su Yuzhuo replied calmly, "So, are you planning to kill me for merits?"

"No, no, no." Wu Yu shook his head like a rattle, "Not just you, but Yan Huang and all of you.

To get promoted, I have to show the new boss lady my capabilities, don't you think?"

Xiao Feng laughed at that, "Are you brainless, or do you have mold growing in your brain? By blatantly telling us we all have to die, what good is that broken jar to you?"

"Since you say it's a broken jar, I'll just smash it then." Wu Yu sneered, lifting the jar with both hands, pretending as if he was about to smash it down.

"Wait!" Lin Zhiyan quickly tried to dissuade him.

She knew he was just pretending, but she couldn't gamble; what if he got angry and destroyed something that was his sister's lifelong hope?

Wu Yu grew even more complacent, "Look, look, you say it's broken, but someone still treats it as a treasure."

Zhao Guo'an moved closer to Xiao Feng and whispered, "Old Xiao, didn't he just say he admires you?"

"If you've something to say, just say it," Xiao Feng snapped.

Zhao Guo'an mused, "Typically, there's a delicate relationship between an idol and a fan. Why not charm him a bit—wink at him, make a heart gesture, act cute, maybe even flirt a little? It might work."

"There's something that might work better," Xiao Feng said, expressionless.

"What?"

"Take off your pants and show him how white you are."

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

Pushing Zhao Guo'an aside, Xiao Feng stepped forward, about to say something when Wu Yu warned alertly, "Step back!"

Xiao Feng was momentarily bewildered, finding it amusing, but nonetheless took two steps back.

"I know, you all are experts, and you're all looking for an opportunity to take me down, but I assure you, if I die, I'll smash this jar. Believe it or not," Wu Yu sneered.

Xiao Feng smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, the people from Devil's Concentration Camp are on their way here now?"

"You're clever, but it won't help you."

"Don't be in such a rush to praise me; I'm curious—how did you communicate with the people outside?"

"That's something you don't need to know."

"It's fine if you don't say; I can guess." Xiao Feng smiled cryptically, then truly began to ponder.

He sized up Wu Yu first, then said, "First, you don't have an outer garment, so the communication device must be hidden in your undergarments. It's unlikely to be in the top, so the pants are the most probable.

And that large stain behind you is likely because you deliberately put it there to prevent us from searching you and finding the device hidden in your rear?"

"Shut up!" Wu Yu was furious, trembling in anger.

Xiao Feng turned back to everyone and said, "See, I guessed it right; he's now enraged with shame."

However, Wu Yu didn't know that when Xiao Feng turned around, he shot Fujiwara Keiaki a questioning look.

Fujiwara Keiaki shook his head, indicating he wasn't confident enough to complete an assassination while securing the jar.

At this point, Wu Yu clamped the jar under one arm, seeming to lose interest in further banter, and pointed at Su Yuzhuo: "Yan Huang, kill her now, or I'll smash the jar."

"Fine!" Xiao Feng agreed readily, striding over to Su Yuzhuo with a knife in hand.

Wu Yu was immediately surprised, such a quick agreement?

From his demand being made to the other side agreeing, it was almost seamless, not a hint of hesitation.

This made Wu Yu doubt whether Yan Huang had long been wanting to kill this former boss lady?

It's possible.

After all, the former boss lady had issued orders multiple times to capture Yan Huang; animosity between the two was normal.

But if there's hatred, why would they end up together?

Wu Yu couldn't figure it out and decided not to overthink as long as the goal was achieved, regardless of any hidden details he might not know.

"Ready to die?" Xiao Feng asked coldly.

Fujiwara Keiaki was ready to step forward, but was stopped by Su Yuzhuo.

"My life was saved by you; if you want to take it, go ahead," Su Yuzhuo said calmly, even taking two steps forward, her toes touching Xiao Feng's.

Wu Yu was delighted, urging, "Hurry up, or I'll smash the jar!"

"Sure." Xiao Feng agreed, slowly raising his knife.

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