"Finally finished!!"
This was the sentiment of everyone present at that moment. The process of breaking the Alchemy Array had been going on for a day, and it was already evening.
Although everyone shared the same sentiment, the people present were divided into two groups: one group, like Cold-Blooded Seventh, hoped that things would end quickly so they could get back to work.
Another group, like Little Zero, felt a bit unsatisfied and wanted to see Ye Lang break the Alchemy Array.
Because the process of breaking the Alchemy Array not only allowed them to master the structure, function, and everything else about the Alchemy Array, but also gave them a lot of knowledge about Alchemy Array. It was like "hearing a wise man's words is better than reading ten years of books"!
"Little Five, let's go. I'm hungry. I'm going back to cook!" Ye Lang pulled up the sleeping Cold-Blooded Fifth, jumped onto the puppet's hand, entered the puppet's chest, and then prepared to leave.
"Wait!" Cold-Blooded Seventh flashed forward and stood in front of the puppet.
Ye Lang, standing on the puppet's chest, stared blankly at Cold-Blooded Seventh and asked, "Would you like to have a meal with us?"
"She's not having dinner with us, Cold-Blooded Seventh. We can talk about it tomorrow. We're all starving right now!" Cold-Blooded Fifth said coldly, looking at Cold-Blooded Seventh.
"Hehe, who said I wouldn't have dinner with you? That's exactly what I was planning to do. Since you're not available right now, let me take care of you!" Cold-Blooded Seventh said with a smile.
"Oh, so you're going to cook for us!" Ye Lang looked at Cold-Blooded Seventh.
Cold-Blooded Seventh was stunned. She hadn't intended to cook, but this little brat was really trying to take advantage of the situation. However, she quickly lost that thought because Ye Lang hadn't finished speaking.
"I think we should forget it. Your cooking might not be very good. I'll stick with Little Five's." Ye Lang bluntly stated his thoughts.
It's normal for him to think that way. Cold-Blooded Seventh's cooking skills are already exceptional, far surpassing those of ordinary girls. This Cold-Blooded Seventh must be the same.
"Ha..." Cold-Blooded Seventh sneered, "You dare look down on me? I'll show you that I, Cold-Blooded Seventh, am not just a name without substance. By the way, who is Little Five? Could it be her..."
Cold-Blooded Seventh pointed at Cold-Blooded Fifth, wanting to confirm the answer.
"Okay!" Ye Lang nodded.
"Hahaha... Hahaha... Little Five... Hahaha... I never expected this, I never expected this..." Cold-Blooded Seventh held his stomach, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and couldn't help but laugh.
"What's wrong with Little Five?" Cold-Blooded Fifth asked coldly.
"No, nothing! I just never expected that the Death God, whom everyone fears, would be called Little Five by a little kid." Cold-Blooded Seventh said, suppressing a laugh, but the smile in her eyes made it seem like she was struggling to hold it in.
"Little Five is the Death God? Little Five, what does that mean?" Ye Lang asked blankly.
"You don't know yet?" Cold-Blooded Seventh asked, somewhat surprised.
"I don't know!" Ye Lang shook his head and replied.
"She's Cold-Blooded Fifth, a top-tier assassin renowned throughout this continent. She's like a Death God to those who seek her dead. No one she chooses to kill ever survives," Cold-Blooded Seventh explained.
"Cold-Blooded Fifth? That name sounds familiar. I remember someone mentioning it to me." Ye Lang scratched his head, seemingly trying to recall.
"... No way, you don't even know she's Cold-Blooded Fifth?" Cold-Blooded Seventh and the others were all surprised. They didn't expect Ye Lang to have such an unusual relationship with Cold-Blooded Fifth, yet he didn't even know who she was.
Logically speaking, a normal person who has spent so much time with Cold-Blooded Fifth, spending every day together and handling matters related to the Assassin Group, should be able to identify Cold-Blooded Fifth's identity.
Ye Lang, however, was not a normal person. He was particularly slow to react to these things. He even thought that Cold-Blooded Fifth was Leng Xue Little Five, Cold-Blooded Fifth's daughter.
"Oh right, I remember now, Cold-Blooded Thirteenth said to stay away from Cold-Blooded Fifth ... Little Five, are you really Cold-Blooded Fifth?" Ye Lang asked.
"Yes... what are you doing..." Cold-Blooded Fifth nodded in reply, but found that Ye Lang immediately moved far away from her after receiving confirmation, keeping his distance.
Could it be that...
"Stay away from you, that's what Cold-Blooded Thirteenth said!" Ye Lang replied.
"... He's already dead. Are you going to listen to him or me?" Cold-Blooded Fifth a little helpless. Sure enough, this little fool really didn't know what to say to her.
Ye Lang thought for a moment, then said, "I'll listen to you!"
"Good to know, then come over here quickly!" Cold-Blooded Fifth was quite satisfied, at least Ye Lang was obedient. However, she soon felt like punching him.
"I'll listen to you, there'll be food to eat!" Ye Lang added.
What? So that's why you were obedient!
"What if there's no food?" Cold-Blooded Fifth asked coldly, his face darkening.
Cold-Blooded Seventh sensed a murderous aura and worried for Ye Lang. He thought, "Please don't answer me, or I'll be dead!"
"I won't listen!" Ye Lang was very straightforward.
"You won't get any food tonight!" Cold-Blooded Fifth said coldly, seemingly trying to use this to blackmail Ye Lang taking back his previous answer.
Ye Lang glanced at Cold-Blooded Seventh and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we still have her!"
"..." Cold-Blooded Seventh felt a murderous aura. This time it seemed to be aimed at him as well. Sigh, why did he have to get involved in so many things and get involved with these two little ones?
"Then you should ask her to cook for you from now on!" Cold-Blooded Fifth was very unhappy.
"That won't do!" Ye Lang shook his head.
"You know you were wrong, right? Then quickly apologize to me! "Cold-Blooded Fifth looked at Ye Lang, waiting for him to apologize and submit to her!
However, she was wrong again. Ye Lang's refusal wasn't to flatter her, but rather—
"I also have a personal cook who will cook for me. Her cooking is much better than yours!" Ye Lang gave his reason for not accepting it. He still had Zhen Xiaoyan. How could he possibly eat Cold-Blooded Seventh's food?
It wasn't just Cold-Blooded Seventh; Cold-Blooded Fifth was the same. He would only eat for a while, and in the end, he would still eat Zhen Xiaoyan's food, which was his favorite food.
"Hmph!" Cold-Blooded Fifth turned his head away, ignoring Ye Lang.
"Hehe, little one, I've realized I'm starting to like you. You actually made Cold-Blooded Fifth so angry!" Cold-Blooded Seventh's anger towards Ye Lang subsided considerably. Anyone who could embarrass Cold-Blooded Fifth was her friend.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
"I'm not called Little Dot, I'm called... Oh right, I can't tell you, you'll try to take advantage of me. My sister said, don't reveal your identity to outsiders!!" Ye Lang suddenly remembered Ye Lanyu's instructions, which were given to him by Ye Lanyu when he escaped from the Xiangkong Empire.
Ye Lang would remember anything Ye Lanyu said, something he had always done since childhood, something that Long Anqi found very enviable.