"Watch carefully. Pretend you know nothing. That way, it's good for you, good for me, good for everyone. Don't you agree?"
"You..."
Wang Yunfei's eyes sharpened as the aura of a ninth-rank expert erupted instantly.
"Principal Wang, don't struggle. It's useless. No one will sense what happens here!"
Ya'en said calmly. This place had long been covered by his domain. Let alone a mid-stage ninth-rank expert like Wang Yunfei, even an Emperor-realm expert might not be able to transmit their aura outside.
"Teacher Wang, stop. He's right—it's useless!"
The Wood Clone gently set down his teacup and slowly rose to his feet.
Wang Yunfei's expression shifted terribly upon hearing that. He then withdrew the spiritual power within him, though he continued to watch the black-robed man before him with vigilance.
"I'm curious. Are you really the pope of the Eternal Night Church?"
The Wood Clone asked curiously. During the Eight-District Martial Tournament, the black-robed man before him had never given a direct answer. Would he answer him directly now?
"Hehehe... as expected of the most monstrous genius. This courage is indeed worthy of your reputation!"
Ya'en looked at the Wood Clone with approval. Even at a time like this, he could remain so calm. The title of monster truly was well deserved.
"You may call me Ya'en, the pope of the Eternal Night Church!"
Ya'en answered softly without concealing anything. It was only a name—what did it matter?
"Ya'en?"
Wang Yunfei's mind immediately raced, but he clearly found no useful information.
"Alright, we'll have plenty of time to discuss these matters later. For now, come with me. There's no point wasting time!"
Ya'en looked at the Wood Clone and spoke indifferently in his hoarse voice. Although he did not know why there was no one else protecting Lin Yu, Ya'en