Yezi Would Definitely Look Even Better in a Pretty Dress, Right?

Before Luo Ye could continue fantasizing about the future, Feitan immediately pulled his arm away, his voice muffled. "Got it. Don't put your arms around my neck."

Honestly, did Yezi even know she was a girl? How could she casually put her arms around a boy's neck?

Fortunately, she had put her arms around his neck. If it had been someone else, they might have thought Yezi was making an invitation.

However, looking at Luo Ye's tattered dress, which was practically rags, the redness at Feitan's ears faded as he began to think.

Their Nen abilities were on track now, and they had enough food. Shouldn't they rob some pretty dresses for Luo Ye?

Yezi would definitely look even better in a pretty dress.

Mm, it was decided. When he had time, he would rob the prettiest, most beautiful outfit for Yezi! She would definitely look good in it.

Fortunately, Luo Ye had no idea what Feitan was thinking. Otherwise, he would definitely have exploded. He had specifically picked this dress because it was less girly—what was wrong with it?!

Luo Ye could only let go of his neck and mutter softly, "Things were better before. Now you won't even let me hug your neck. Not cute at all."

Feitan: "..." He was a boy. He didn't need to be cute!

Pretending not to see Feitan's dissatisfied glare, Luo Ye directly changed the subject. "Then it's settled. We'll intercept his supply later, then dress up as little girls. We'll prepare two approaches."

That way, even if that Rasa was so afraid of death that he still refused to come out, they could reach him through his subordinates.

They got to work immediately. Luo Ye brought out all the dresses he had collected over the past few days. Of course, he absolutely did not have a collecting habit, nor was he some crossdressing fanatic.

He had collected so many dresses purely to see which one looked less girly when worn. It was definitely not because he liked them!

Still, Illumi and the others really did look good in women's clothing—delicate and lovely, like oversized, exquisitely crafted dolls.

They were especially pleasing to the eye. If Rasa did not even fancy beauties like these, then Luo Ye would have to wonder whether something was wrong with the man's taste.

The next day, Illumi went to intercept Rasa's supply, while the rest of them stayed in the house and waited for the bait to bite.

More than half the day passed, and Feitan was the first to lose patience.

He impatiently tugged at the dress he was wearing, his face full of irritation. "Yezi, that guy is so scared of dying. Will he really come?"

If Rasa did not come, then wouldn't all his effort dressing up as a girl—and enduring this torturous dress for half a day—have been for nothing?

But Luo Ye was completely confident. "Don't worry. If nothing goes wrong on Illumi's end, he'll come."

Because Illumi would drive away all the other little girls and leave only their group behind. If Rasa still wanted girls, then he could only come here himself or send someone to take them in.

There was no third option, unless he gave up looking for girls.

But according to the information Illumi had gathered, Rasa had never stopped looking for girls, no matter the weather, without interruption.

Since he had not given up after all this time, he would surely continue now.

"Is that Illumi really that capable?" Feitan did not like how much Luo Ye trusted Illumi, so he could not help belittling him. "He's only the same age as us. Even if he's strong, how strong can he be?"

Even if Illumi really came from some damn assassin family, at his age, how powerful could he possibly be?