Wasteland.
By now, Wang Ye had long since lost that rabid-dog aura from before. He looked exceptionally mild-mannered as he casually examined several supernatural items he had just picked up.
Accompanied by a faint golden glow, Long Ear's figure slowly emerged. Hovering in midair, he looked at Wang Ye in confusion and asked, "Why didn't I see you meet up with the undercover agent?"
Wang Ye looked bewildered. "I don't know who the undercover agent is. How am I supposed to meet up with him?"
The air suddenly fell silent.
Long Ear stared at him in shock. "You dared kill people without even knowing who the undercover agent was?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
"Someone capable of going undercover beside someone like Fox might not be incredibly wise, but at the very least, he can't be an idiot."
"If he isn't an idiot, and he could tell I was going to kill someone, why did he still come near me? Was he looking to die?"
Wang Ye rolled his eyes and grumbled, then unhurriedly put away his recent gains before finally standing up in satisfaction.
At first glance, it sounded like a brute spouting nonsense.
But on closer inspection, wasn't it still just a brute spouting nonsense?
What, if he really hid in the back whenever something happened, wouldn't that expose him at a glance??
So he was still just killing indiscriminately.
Wang Ye gave Long Ear a helpless look before perfunctorily saying, "You should have faith in Comrade Zhang. He wasn't generous enough to use someone in the Bodhisattva Realm as an undercover agent. Remember, when he died, I was the only one in the entire Heaven Group at the Bodhisattva Realm. Back then, that was already the Heaven Group's highest combat strength."
"Understand?"
Long Ear fell silent again.