"...So it wasn't Honglian?" After hearing Chen Xuan's analysis, Elorie seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "That's good."
"What's good about it?" Chen Xuan asked, puzzled.
"I did wonder whether the Dimensional Limit Organization had already joined forces with the Devil and sold me out to them. If Honglian had handled this, it would only prove that I had completely misjudged her, thinking she was a good captain who valued loyalty and friendship." Elorie honestly voiced her thoughts. "Fortunately, that wasn't what happened."
But there was no longer any doubt that the organization had colluded with the Devil.
A few greeting messages alone could never have been enough to pinpoint Elorie's location.
Unless the other side had prepared the tracking in advance and turned the messages into bait to lure her in.
In just one hour, the Devil had plotted this encirclement.
If it wasn't Honglian, then who in the organization could it have been? This person had to be someone in a leadership position. He could not only forge his subordinate's communication number, but also detect the changes in history from the overall analysis and immediately decide to sell Elorie out to the Devil.
There were only a handful of people in the organization who fit those criteria.
As long as they had Jiang Siqi list all the leaders of the Jiangcheng Branch, that person had to be among them.
The crucial intelligence obtained from Angel gave Chen Xuan a complete understanding of the entire incident.
Perhaps he could make use of it.
After the lively dinner ended, it was clearly time to part ways.
Though the dream could continue indefinitely, losing herself in it would not truly save Elorie. Chen Xuan had not forgotten the purpose of this trip, and he believed that even in her coma,