Tai Yu got some intelligence from Zhe Rong, but after returning, he did not share it with the other fourteen "detained companions." Three "fugitive professional coaches" were already enough to make everyone feel as though they were facing a formidable enemy. Add a "Celestial" to the mix, and even with tag-alongs like "retired support staff," it would be enough to drive people to collapse.
Once a team's psychological defenses crumbled, they did not need a "Celestial," or even an "external enemy." They could destroy themselves all on their own. But if he chose not to tell them, while the leader could not stay untouched by it himself, then he had to be prepared to bear the psychological pressure and worst possible consequences alone.
Tai Yu was doing all right.
He had complete faith in the "Great Existence." He had run someone over and killed them in the street, seriously injured the police captain, then entered the Police Station spouting nonsense—yet in the end, the "Black Inspector" had come forward and recruited him as an informant. Since such absurd things could repeatedly happen in reality, any further miracles would not be surprising.
Of course, he was not some useless freeloader who needed the "Great Existence" to pull him through everything. He considered himself quite professional. After finishing the security measures and fortification work for their temporary residence and getting basically settled, Tai Yu began repaying the "informant allowance" that had been advanced for him—though it was worth mentioning that the money and authority expenditures had mainly gone toward bail, so there had not been much increase in Tai Yu's money bag.
Fortunately, he was quite interested in the job itself.
The "detained personnel" had not had their external communications restricted, only monitored throughout the process. As long as they did not