Lu Chengwen still had not figured out what was going on when he was already locked in the dark room.
It was a black box ten meters long, wide, and high; from the inside, nothing outside could be seen.
Dark, oppressive, terrifying, bizarre—this was a deep deterrent and psychological pressure aimed at the enemy!
Feng Guiyun's face was dark. "Lu Chengwen, get ready to die here."
Lu Chengwen sneered. "Weren't you going to capture me?"
"Sorry. From the very beginning, my goal was to kill you."
Lu Chengwen wiped the beads of sweat from his brow. "Are everyone in your Elder Council as sinister as you?"
"Aren't you going to ask me why?"
"Do I need to?" Lu Chengwen snorted. "You and that Song Qinglin should be grasshoppers on the same string, both colluding with Sky Net. I'm guessing you all must think you have some very important mission to change the world, to restore it to its original state, or to some twisted fantasy state you think is incomparably cool or whatever."
Feng Guiyun said, "The Elder Council is declining. The Four Great Families no longer obey orders at all, and the newly risen Tang Sect is only rapidly expanding its influence and the areas it actually controls. It obeys the Elder Council in public while defying it in private."
Lu Chengwen burst out laughing. "So they treated your kill order like a fart, and even invited me to a family banquet. But in this situation, do you really think killing me will change anything?"
"You are the troublemakers who tore apart the unspoken understanding behind the scenes! You are the culprits who humiliated the Elder Council, the rats who dragged the Elder Council's name through the mud! If we cannot punish you, how can the Elder Council establish