Must Choose C

The atmosphere at Ronan and Li Taisheng's "exchange" was heavy and oppressive. About seven hundred meters away, in a suite at the hotel, Fei Jin wore a conservative yet figure-hugging evening gown as she paced back and forth across the room.

The built-in virtual interface was showing footage from the scene seven hundred meters away. What it showed irritated Fei Jin... or, more precisely, the person controlling Fei Jin from behind the scenes.

Yin Le was still at the Temporary Stronghold dozens of kilometers away. She had originally been controlling Fei Jin to make the final preparations here. Once the opportunity arose, she would appear before Ronan and carry out the relevant plan. Yet who could have expected that, while using her LCRF authority to remotely monitor and gather information such as Ronan's location, she would witness this scene?

"Is this man... insane?!"

Her words faded in the room without receiving any response. Yin Le turned to look at Madam Harold and saw her Boss sitting quietly in a rocking chair, eyes half-closed. She seemed not to be paying attention to what was happening at Cloud Capital Shuiyi at all—or perhaps she simply did not care.

Did not care? How could that be possible?

Yin Le did not believe that her Boss's heart was entirely unruffled. At the very least, she knew that what she felt inside was ten times more complicated than anything she had said aloud.

As a cult priest who understood the fundamental mysteries of the Abyss Zone's Solidified Configuration, Yin Le had always prided herself on being "wise." She had been prepared for this.

Ever since Number 14, when Ronan had led hundreds of "Tourists" into the Abyss Zone in one stroke and left their marks there on a semi-permanent basis, she had known that, following