Jiang Ke's sudden lewdness made the crowd laugh even more recklessly, pushing the atmosphere in the little room to a climax. Meng Qiwei laughed the hardest, repeatedly saying that their intelligence division truly was a bunch of perverted emperors—otherwise, how could they handle such underhanded work?
Chu Han found it even harder to hold back his laughter. Meng Qiwei had really developed the intelligence division into something with a distinctive style. He patted the ground again, signaling everyone to sit down, then took a dagger from his pocket—though it was actually from the Dimensional Space.
The moment the dagger appeared, it instantly drew everyone's attention. Waves of astonished exclamations rang out, and even the members of the Divine Concealment Squad, who had seen plenty of fine equipment, stared at it without blinking.
The dagger was entirely black, without any elaborate patterns. Its design was so plain that it was simply an exceedingly basic weapon, yet the faint chill glinting along its blade allowed everyone present to recognize its sharpness at a glance.
The instant Meng Qiwei saw the dagger, he immediately pulled a roughly similar one from his waist. Gaping in shock, he asked, "Boss, could this have also been forged by our Wolf Fang's Master Lu Hongsheng?"
Chu Han casually flicked the dagger through several movements in his hand. They flowed like clouds and water, smooth yet filled with hidden killing intent. He leisurely looked at Jiang Ke. "How's this reward?"
Jiang Ke's eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded frantically, drawing envious looks from a large number of Divine Concealment Squad members nearby.
From Chu Han's tacit approval, how could they not understand where the dagger had come from? Ever since Lu Hongsheng achieved an S+ rating on the Tier Two Battle Power Ranking, his reputation had long