Ning Yanzhi himself came running over, stepping on golden light with both hands tucked into his pockets.
"Fine."
Yu Jing temporarily lowered his gun—not because of Ning Yanzhi's persuasion, but because after comprehensively analyzing the situation in the New World, he concluded that Feng Rui's death would do more harm than good.
Feng Rui was not nervous in the slightest. He seemed to have also used his brain-computer to calculate that he would not be killed.
However, Feng Rui looked curiously at this fellow disciple from the Language Academy whose memory he barely retained. The name Ning Yanzhi sounded quite unfamiliar to him. He was one of the disciples ranked near the bottom in the Second Stage of Transcendence ranking competition.
"How did you get out, Ning Yanzhi?" Yu Jing asked.
"Of course I escaped while everyone was distracted. After all, I've waited so long and finally found a suitable team member. I can't possibly let such an opportunity slip by. Fellow disciple Feng Rui, how about we have a chat here?"
At some point, Ning Yanzhi's left hand, clad in a white glove, had already come to rest on Feng Rui's shoulder.
Defense system disabled, dangerous target
With nothing more than the touch of his palm, he directly caused Feng Rui's mechanical defense system to fail.
"Before entering Dihua Ability Institute, you were a member of the government's 'Azure Dragon.' To take such a position at such a young age, you certainly hid yourself deeply." Feng Rui immediately searched the national network database for Ning Yanzhi and soon obtained shocking information.
"Hehe, Fellow Disciple Feng Rui is indeed impressive. Would you be willing to join our team and take on the role of 'long-range sniper'?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm currently forming a team of young people