The snow fell gently.

The Tianhe Stadium in the North New District was not brightly lit due to its remote location, with only the streetlights casting shadows around, making it appear even more sinister, like a beast lurking in the shadows ready to devour anyone who crossed its path.

The wind was calm.

Snow danced leisurely across the sky.

Only those who approached the top of the stadium stands on this pitch-black night could see a pair of long, slender legs, akin to chopsticks, clad in cute little leather boots, swinging joyfully like snowflakes at the edge of the stand's canopy, while a light and clear voice hummed an enchanting folk song.

"Dim lights hanging mid-air, cicada chirps echo in the snowy night, the genius found redemption in the gods, greed fell into a pool of blood..."

"Enough, why do you keep singing this part over and over?" said a tall and burly man standing next to her, clad in a large hat, enveloped in a black and red cloak, his voice stern. "We're here to kill, not to hold a concert."

The girl sitting at the edge of the stand let out a silver bell-like laughter, but the black crow perched on her shoulder seemed impatient, cawing as if warning the tall, burly man.

Then, the girl chuckled softly, "Big guy, you're nervous, aren't you? Why not relax a bit? We're only here for a meeting."

"I'm not nervous, because I will definitely get the Black Blade," the big guy beside her said coldly.

The girl laughed with glee, then coyly added, "Oh? But the captain said we shouldn't take any action until we've seen the one with the red mask."

The big guy spoke with great impatience, "Yes, because the captain thinks the red mask might be with Shen Qiang, but I don't care. As soon as I see Shen Qiang, I'll kill him with one strike. I want the Black Blade, and anyone who stops me is my enemy!"

The girl smiled, sensing the terrifying killing intent emanating from the big guy, and chose to remain silent.

Right then, the lights above the jury stand in the stadium suddenly came on.

The girl and the big guy paused in surprise, immediately noticing four people already seated near the jury stand.

Leading them was a person wearing a mask adorned with an indigo totem.

He was dressed in a very fashionable slim-fit blue pinstripe suit and black leather shoes. Despite wearing a cloak similar to the others, he gave off an exceptionally young vibe, as the blue pinstripe suit with a chic narrow tie was typically a young person's attire, not something middle-aged or elderly people would wear.

As for the other three, apart from wearing black and red cloaks with masks in differing colors and totem designs, the standout was undeniably the woman with the purple mask.

Her figure was extremely sensual.

Even as a fellow woman, the girl atop the stand couldn't help but feel impressed.

Swish!

The girl lightly jumped down, landing on the referee's stand.

Simultaneously, the tall and burly man followed suit closely.

"I don't like your song, because blue represents greed," said the person with an orange mask sitting beside the Illusion Demolition Group's captain, "Do you want the captain dying here?"

"Orange represents jealousy, so you want to ignite the flames of war upon meeting?" the girl said coyly.

"That's enough," the group's captain, seated in the middle, said seriously but calmly. "The old man thought I was greedier, hence more suited to lead the Illusion Demolition Group. I know this is the first time you've met me, and you might think I lack the ability to lead."

"But I don't care about these things. As long as you understand one thing, and that is to follow my arrangements, I can ensure you make minimal effort for maximum return."

The big guy standing by abruptly stepped forward and said, "I want the Black Blade. Anyone who stops me is my enemy."

The captain in the middle smiled slightly.

"I've arranged for someone to meet him. If there are no mistakes, the Dragon Group's Nightmare is Shen Qiang; he is the group's crimson. Judging by the time, he should be here soon."

Hearing this, the big guy angrily said, "Are you crazy? We've accepted the mission to hunt Shen Qiang, and now you say he's crimson?"

The captain chuckled lightly, checking his watch, "In five minutes, if he hasn't arrived, it means we guessed wrong. Then we can start the hunt, and you can pursue your Black Blade."

The big guy snorted coldly, then added, "The previous crimson said he favored a girl. Even if the mask is with Shen Qiang, it doesn't mean he's qualified to join the group."

The woman with the purple mask concurred, "Indeed, Shen Qiang's alchemical skills might be strong, but with only the cultivation of the Yang God Realm, he is too weak. Below Dao Fruit, all are ants, and he's not qualified to join us."

"You don't really understand him," a hoarse voice, sounding quite aged, said, "He is far stronger than he seems, especially his poisoning skills, which are unparalleled. Underestimating him will cost you dearly."

"Just some underhanded tactics that can't see the light," the big guy said harshly, "We've taken the mission, we must complete it. I don't care if you're the captain or who any of you really are. The fact that the crimson mask is with Shen Qiang might just be an accident. As long as two or more members reject him, even if he gets the mask, he can't join the group."

Swish!

He raised his hand and said, "I reject Shen Qiang joining the group. Anyone else?"

Hearing this, the woman with the purple mask also raised her hand, "Two votes against, Shen Qiang cannot join."

The man in the middle was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "The group walks the razor's edge together, a third of us disagreeing means a huge rift. As the leader, I can't force you to accept him. So now, we have only one task left, that is to kill him."

The girl was shocked, her jade hands tensely curled into fists, while the tall man exclaimed with joy, "Great, let's act. Tonight, we'll wash Heshenghe in blood and kill Shen Qiang. I only want the Black Blade!"

The captain waved his hand as if to give the order to act.

But just then.

Right next to them, a man suddenly appeared, dressed in a neat, black mandarin collar, red totem mask, leaning lazily against the rain cover of the referee's stand, his tone sounded a bit lazy as he spoke.

"I advise you not to do that because... you'll die."

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