"Let's set that aside for now. Tell me where you want to exchange the hostages, and how?" Noah asked. That was the crucial matter.
Chen Mo had originally planned to meet this Noah and then send these fellows to their deaths. So he went along with it and said, "I assume Demp and Ira are heading to meet up with you, right? Then you shouldn't be very far away."
"Yes."
"Good. We'll meet at the rendezvous point," Chen Mo said.
"Oh? It seems Mr. X is very confident," Noah said.
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Then I'm looking forward to meeting you." Noah gave Chen Mo the farm's address. At the same time, he pondered the situation. Although Chen Mo said he was coming over, meaning his preparations would not go to waste, having the enemy personally walk into the trap was exactly what he had hoped for.
But no one was stupid. Anyone who knowingly charged into an ambush was either a fool or someone with absolute confidence in their own strength.
Noah had experienced that firsthand. Several times, relying on his own strength, he had walked straight into traps just to watch his enemies use every method they had prepared to send him to his death. Yet, to their utter helplessness, they found themselves completely unable to hurt him.
The sight of them desperately wanting him dead while being powerless to do anything about it had always filled him with an inexplicable thrill.
Now, Noah felt that this Mr. X might be thinking exactly as he had back then.
However, when Noah thought of the three tons of supplies they had arranged and the more than thirty Ability Users present, he knew that even he himself could not simply turn the situation around with a wave of his