"Then I'll leave Qin Leyin to you."
As soon as Le Yu reached the sixth floor of the Platinum Tower, he saw Xianchan Chenchen beating Qin Leyin.
The heavy "typewriter" that occupied more than half the room was splattered with filthy blood. Several Yantong agents lay in pools of blood, their faces frozen in the shock and terror of their final moments.
Thud!
Xianchan Chenchen leaped into the air and pressed down with one foot. "Qin Leyin" was immediately pinned to the floor, unable to move. Two Yantong agents hurried over and bound "Qin Leyin" with iron chains. Civet Cat Inspector drifted lightly to the ground, clapped his hands, and said, "Done."
"Thanks for your effort, Inspector Xianchan." The Grand Steward applauded softly.
The Grand Steward, the Iron-Masked Man, and the Curse Hunter stood to one side, seemingly uninvolved in the battle at all. When Le Yu came up, the Grand Steward paid no attention to the fact that Yantong agents were right in front of him. He turned around without the slightest concern and smiled. "You came up too? Where are the others?"
"Most of them were left on the fourth floor." Le Yu said, "We passed through the fifth floor just now. Our people were dead, your men had been cut in half, and the Brotherhood's death warriors had two huge holes in their bodies."
"Oh? Are Teacher Yan and that other person still alive?" the Grand Steward asked with interest. "But they weren't on tonight's target list, so even if you took action, you won't receive any extra rewards. Still, if you did a good deed, you'll receive the sincere gratitude of quite a few people."
Le Yu removed his hood, revealing his white hair. "I didn't want to take action either, but I've always done good