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Chapter 62

Chapter 62: The Fading City (27)


“It’s you that she asked for,” Ye Nianchu said.


She wasn’t thrilled about traveling with an uncertain factor, but she had to respect her teammate’s wishes.


Qin Mubai’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Sister is letting me decide?”


“Uh-huh.”


Before the girl standing aside could even begin to feel relieved, a bone-chilling cold swept through the area.


Qin Mubai, holding a utility knife, didn’t even glance up. “Get out of the way.”


He spoke with a strange smile on his thin lips, and his eyes were cold and devoid of warmth.


The girl was startled and instinctively took several steps back, sensing that his gaze was not one meant for a living person.


The two of them moved toward the north exit, hoping to leave without trouble.


At that moment, the elevator door on the left opened.


Ye Nianchu stopped, her expression darkening.


The sound of the safety catch being pulled was clearly audible.


“It came pretty fast,” she said with a snort, turning around.


Chen Tianju picked up his walkie-talkie and reported quietly. A few seconds later, another elevator descended.


“Sorry, you can’t leave now,” Chen Tianju said with a meaningful look at Ye Nianchu. “Sister Nian, I can’t stop you, but…”


His implication was clear: if Ye Nianchu tried to advance, they would not hesitate to shoot Qin Mubai.


Ye Nianchu regarded him with a calm, untroubled expression.


The girl standing aside felt a bit relieved; at least she wasn’t dragged into this situation.


“I... I don’t know either of them,” she said, taking a few more steps back, but no one paid her any attention.


The elevator door opened once more.


“Nian Nian.”


The newcomer’s gaze was intense as he looked at Ye Nianchu. He controlled the complex emotions swirling inside him and stepped out of the elevator with long strides.


He Junheng, the leader of the Shadow Alliance, was currently one of the top players in the Survival Game Pyramid.


Qin Mubai’s eyes grew darker, and his previously harmless face now wore a layer of coldness.


“Nian Nian?”


Hearing that name from someone else’s mouth was jarring.


“Alliance Leader He, we don’t know each other well,” Ye Nianchu said. “You asked Chen Tianju to stop me, so are you planning to eliminate the threat?”


If avoiding the situation wasn’t an option, she would have to draw a horde of zombies since it wasn’t yet time for S-rank players to use their special abilities.


She kept her distance and remained indifferent to strangers.


He Junheng was silent for a moment before speaking softly. “Could you come over here first? The person with you is too dangerous.”


His gaze shifted from Qin Mubai to the mutant zombie struggling on the wall.


Chen Tianju’s description made it clear that this person was extraordinary.


He had encountered and heard of many top players in the Survival Game.


The only one who matched this description was the rumored top player.


Qin Mubai’s lips curled into a lazy, arrogant smile. “Why do you say that, Alliance Leader He?”


Dangerous?


Why was he considered dangerous?


His aura had completely shifted, his delicate face now showing indifference and cold hostility.


The people on that side were visibly shocked.


He Junheng became more convinced of his identity. “Master Qin, I still hope you can spare him and hand him over to me.”


Qin Mubai looked at He Junheng and said calmly, “Impossible.”


Everyone in the room was stunned.


The only person who could make Alliance Leader He speak so courteously was someone with the surname Qin.


It could only be the legendary top figure.


The contrast was striking.


Who would have thought that this seemingly harmless boy, following his sister around, was actually the feared Master Qin?


Those who had temporarily joined the team as subordinates began to look around anxiously.

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