Although Yin Lan wasn't listed on Fishing Man Chen Le's mental illness ranking, judging from what she had just said, she clearly wasn't exactly normal either.
She might still be quite far from making the list, but that kind of thought process definitely couldn't be called normal.
This once again confirmed Lin Yu's guess...
Sure enough, the players of the Death game—especially those veteran expert players—all had their own mental problems.
Of course, Lin Yu wasn't sure whether the Death game inevitably drove people insane, only people with something wrong in their heads could become experts in the Death game, or whether both were true.
At least judging from the results, this was a widespread phenomenon.
Was Yin Lan holding back because she was facing Director, an Internal Member of Order, or was it because she hadn't been drinking at the time?
Lin Yu pondered this inwardly. Looking at the already slightly tipsy Yin Lan before him, he gave her his reply as Zhu Ming.
"Sorry... I refuse."
Yin Lan looked genuinely surprised by Lin Yu's refusal.
"Huh?! Why!"
Seeing Yin Lan's shocked expression, Lin Yu nearly lost his composure. He wore an even more baffled look than she did.
"Why do you look so surprised...? You invited a member of the Freedom Alliance to join Order. Is being refused really that unexpected?"
"No matter how you look at it, my refusal should have been highly likely!"
Hearing this, Yin Lan looked toward Chen Le beside her, pointed at him, and said to Lin Yu again, "Are you worried this guy will retaliate against you? Don't worry... As long as you agree to join Order, I'll protect you completely—we in Order will certainly guarantee your personal safety."
Chen Le couldn't hold it in either. However, Yin Lan's previous remarks had