I Know You're Worried About Me. Don't Worry, I'll Be Careful

Uvogin immediately retorted, "How is that possible?! I used Nen! There must be something wrong with this door!"

With the other doors, one kick from him had made them collapse outright. But he had kicked this one again and again without even punching a hole through it.

This definitely wasn't his problem. It was the door's problem!

The corners of Luo Ye's lips lifted slightly. This house had been formed from Dead Nen. Did Uvogin really think he could kick the door open with just a little Nen? He was seriously underestimating Dead Nen.

Earlier, Rasa had left the house, and with no one controlling it, they had been able to enter so easily.

But now that Luo Ye was here, as long as he did not want anyone entering, no amount of Nen would be enough to break down the door.

After all, while he controlled the house, the house itself had been formed from the dying obsession of the previous transmigrator.

To break it, they would need to find a Nen exorcist to remove the dead man's Nen.

But... "Uvogin?" Luo Ye frowned when he heard that name. If the one kicking the door was Uvogin, then the other person had to be Nobunaga.

After all, whether in the original work or fanfiction, those two basically always appeared together—inseparable and in cahoots.

Still, he had thought they would encounter Chrollo first. He had not expected it to be Uvogin and Nobunaga instead.

Those two were no weaklings. Fortunately, there were many people on their side. They would definitely win!

But if they could subdue Uvogin and the others, he would have four spider legs here. He wondered whether the Phantom Troupe's leader would be replaced.

Forget it. Chrollo was too troublesome. It was better to give up on that idea.

Luo Ye's thoughts churned rapidly, but none of it showed on his face. Feitan, however, tilted his head toward him as he walked outside. "More people you know?"

Speaking of which, it was strange. Clearly, Yezi had spent the most time with him, yet none of the people Yezi knew were familiar to him.

The people Yezi knew did not even know Yezi, either. Where had Yezi met all these people?

"I don't know him. I've only heard of him." Luo Ye's brows furrowed tightly. "His fists are very powerful. Be careful."

Though Uvogin was still far from his peak in the original work, he was probably not easy to deal with.

Although they had the numerical advantage, they still had to take the enemy seriously strategically. It would be terrible if they somehow suffered a humiliating defeat.

Besides, Uvogin followed the path of a fierce, hard-hitting warrior, while Feitan was an agile assassin. It was not suitable for him to confront Uvogin head-on.

Feitan's lips curved upward. "I know you're worried about me. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Sure enough, compared to Illumi, Yezi cared more about him.

That realization sent Feitan's mood soaring.

Since he was in such a good mood today, he would not skin anyone alive. He would simply give the people outside a quick slash and send them to meet the King of Hell.

Outside the door, the bones in Uvogin's clenched fists cracked loudly. "If I can't kick it open, I'll smash it with my fists! I refuse to believe I can't break this door!"

Once he covered both hands completely in Nen and threw a punch, he would definitely send this door flying.

Just as Uvogin was about to make his move, the door opened, and Luo Ye and Feitan walked out.

Luo Ye looked over Uvogin, who was built like a hulking brute even as a child, then raised an eyebrow. "Why are you smashing our door?"

He had originally thought Uvogin and the others had come for his hotpot, but judging from their conversation just now, they had already eaten.

Then there was no reason to provoke powerful enemies just to eat one more meal, was there? After all, anyone in Meteor City who owned a complete house was no one to be trifled with.