He Had Sacrificed So Much for Feitan's Future Career

Chrollo walked over, the smile on his face perfectly measured. "What are you talking about that has you all so happy? Mind if I join you?"

He had noticed from over there that the atmosphere here was off, so he had come over to see if he could gain something from it.

Even if there was nothing to gain, he could at least gather some information while he was here.

After all, compared to Machi, whose sixth sense was off the charts, and Illumi, who seemed to come with his own invisibility trait, hot-tempered Feitan was a much better breakthrough point.

Those two were each more cautious and tight-lipped than the other. Feitan was still the better choice.

Though his temper was a little explosive, one could still pry a thing or two out of him instead of relying entirely on observation.

He had been careless this time. If he had known Luo Ye's teammates were so wary, he would not have revealed Pakunoda's ability so early and forced himself to step in personally now.

Yet when Luo Ye heard Chrollo's words, he was at a loss for words. He had long known that the Leader was skilled at telling people whatever they wanted to hear, but this was the first time he had experienced it firsthand.

When had he and Feitan been chatting happily? What blatant nonsense!

The atmosphere here was so tense. Was Chrollo blind?

Unlike Luo Ye's speechlessness, Feitan merely gave him a cold look. "Your companion just woke up, and instead of checking on her, you came over to talk to us. What, do you have nothing else to do?"

It was because of him that Luo Ye would not tell Feitan what they had whispered about.

Sure enough, pretty boys were an eyesore. Sooner or