Wanderers' Society

Shiqi froze when he saw Rock speaking quietly with Qin Ran, then walked toward them.

But before Shiqi could get close, Rock curled up behind Qin Ran.

"Am I that unlikeable?"

Shiqi stopped in his tracks, bewildered.

"It's not that you're unlikeable!"

"You scare him!"

Qin Ran shook his head, correcting Shiqi. He glanced back at Rock, who had started talking to himself again, and shrugged helplessly.

"Rock's condition is worse than we thought. You'd better find that better psychologist soon!"

"And in the meantime, you need to get as many people out of the station as you can!"

Qin Ran continued.

"What do you mean?"

Shiqi frowned in confusion.

"The Heart-Taker knew Mente!"

"More precisely, they belonged to the same organization: the Wanderers' Society!"

"Don't ask me what kind of organization the Wanderers' Society is. I only just heard about it from Rock!"

"But one thing's certain: it has people like Nikelei and me!"

"So what you uncovered before was only what the Heart-Taker wanted people to know. You know nothing about his identity behind the scenes!"

Qin Ran rapidly relayed what Rock had told him.

The turn of events had caught Qin Ran completely off guard.

He had never imagined that the Heart-Taker and Mente, the kidnapper, belonged to the same organization.

The former was responsible for finding "materials."

The latter was responsible for finding "promising" young people.

The "materials" included, but were not limited to, those hearts that had been stabbed to pieces.

The "promising" young people were people like Rock.

Rock had told him only so much, so Qin Ran did not know the details.

But Qin Ran was certain of one thing: the other side would not let this go.

A fight was inevitable!

Huff!

Qin Ran drew a deep breath and looked up at