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Facing Li Nian's request, Lin Yu looked at her and calmly gave his answer.

"Bu Wang, Sister Divine Thief, my dear little sister, I know about this. Zhu Ming already told me, but... if I report it to 'Order,' how am I supposed to explain the source of my information?"

Li Nian fell into thought as well.

"This..."

"Hey, I have an idea." Lin Yu looked at Li Nian and raised a finger. "Why don't I just say that I knocked you down during our fight, and you told me this to beg for mercy?"

Li Nian had initially wanted to refuse, but then she thought of the terrifying codename she had just heard and nodded heavily.

"That works!"

"But go easy on me... Be careful, or I'll complain to Sister Zhu Ming!"

Li Nian spoke cautiously, putting away her utility knife, clutching her head, and crouching down.

"What are you in such a hurry for? It's not like I'm hitting you now." Lin Yu looked down. "The four people below are fighting so fiercely that they won't notice anything going on up here... Let's wait until both sides have received their next wave of reinforcements. Once another group arrives, both sides should stop fighting."

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Li Nian raised her head again. "How can you be so sure they'll stop once more people arrive?"

"Because the fight breaking out tonight and reaching this point was already an accident..." Lin Yu spoke calmly. "'Order' doesn't want this kind of high-level battle taking place near residential areas without any prior arrangements. And if 'Order' doesn't want to fight, you're the ones who want to withdraw in the first place... Surely you don't intend to fight 'Order' to the death in Jiang City?"

Li Nian let out a breath. "That's