Elegy looked at Su Xiao with a beaming smile, feeling not the slightest bit guilty about selling out Mr. J. In other words, in this perilous native world, betraying one's allies was commonplace—especially when Mr. J was already part of a hostile faction.
"Reinhardt."
Su Xiao broke the silence. The moment his voice fell, Reinhardt, dressed in a high-collared Father's robe, came upstairs.
"My lord, I'm here."
"Kill her."
"As you command."
Reinhardt crouched down and pressed one hand against the floor.
Zzzzt~
Blue-white arcs of electricity spread out, enveloping Elegy. The powerful current pierced through her body, yet she remained standing exactly where she was.
"So that means... we have a deal? Since that's the case, I'll give you an extra piece of information. His name is Mr. J. I don't know anything else. Have fun scheming against each other, you two old schemers."
Crying faces appeared around Elegy. Her figure gradually faded as the current spread outward.
Outside the abandoned apartment, Elegy appeared out of thin air. The smile on her face slowly vanished.
"How cautious. But he never made a move from beginning to end. Even if he was seriously injured, he wouldn't be so weak that he couldn't act. And he even arranged to meet the National Football Team. Hmm, there's no problem here. Next, I'll have to figure out how to deal with Mr. J."
Elegy hummed as she walked away. As for what she had said earlier about wiping the slate clean, she might not even have believed it herself. It had been a probe—a test of just how weak Su Xiao was. If Su Xiao had agreed to that deal outright, Elegy would have attacked the next moment. That was her style: bullying the weak while fearing the strong. If the other party