Faced with the soul-searching questions Guan Wei and Qi Li threw at him, Ye Weiming merely smiled calmly and nodded. "In that case, we'll keep this 'Baseball Fist Manual' as evidence for now. Don't worry, I guarantee I won't peek at it."
Mm. Ye Weiming's answer was really just a show of magnanimity.
If this "Baseball Fist Manual" was truly as formidable as they claimed, the system would never allow them to obtain it so easily.
Even if they got their hands on it, it would most likely be sealed. They would have to complete a quest—such as bringing the murderer of old man Qi to justice—to unseal it.
So by saying this, Ye Weiming not only gave others the impression that he was righteous and principled, but also sacrificed none of his own interests.
Seeing Qi Li turn around to retrieve the hidden "Baseball Fist Manual," Ye Weiming immediately sent a message in the Team Channel. "Stay sharp. The enemy may appear at any moment. Be ready to act."
In fact, Ye Weiming had kept his perception fully activated the entire time, yet he had discovered no sign of any strangers lurking nearby.
There were only two reasonable explanations for this.
Either Ye Weiming's earlier guess had been wrong, and the other party was not hiding nearby at all.
Or the enemy was powerful enough that, unless he chose to reveal himself, even Ye Weiming could not detect anything unusual!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qi Li walked over to the kitchen cupboard. After removing all the bowls and chopsticks from its top shelf, she opened a hidden compartment and took out an oilcloth bundle. Judging by its shape, it most likely contained a book.
With everyone watching, Qi Li returned to Ye Weiming and the others, slowly unwrapped the