If You're Afraid of Trouble, I Can Kill Her for You

Luo Ye frowned. "I didn't sense anything. This house doesn't seem able to stop her."

Maybe it was because this house hadn't been formed from his Nen. Although he could use most of his abilities, there was still a layer separating him from it, leaving everything feeling hazy.

If Xiao Ai hadn't told him someone had come in today, he wouldn't have noticed at all.

Chrollo looked surprised. "You actually didn't notice?" It seemed that this house formed from Dead Nen wasn't invincible after all. At the very least, someone could enter it.

He had exposed his Nen ability to target spiritual entities, while Luo Ye had exposed the fact that the house couldn't stop phantoms. One piece of information for another—not too much of a loss.

"So what if you didn't notice? You noticed her, but you still didn't catch her, did you?" Feitan crossed his arms and shot him a sidelong glance. "Isn't that worse than Yezi being late?"

He acted all day as though he were so capable, but when something actually happened, didn't he still fall flat?

He wasn't even reliable himself, yet he dared look down on Yezi. Illumi had no idea how he had the nerve.

Especially that face of his, always calm and utterly unchanging. It was so fake that it made people want to smash his mask.

Chrollo glanced at him without replying, then asked Illumi, who had been standing off to the side, "I heard the Zoldycks are the foremost family of assassins. Have you ever encountered a Nen ability like that woman's?"

To Chrollo, Feitan's words might be unpleasant, but he was straightforward. There was no need to take him too seriously.

But Illumi, as an assassin, was hiding in the shadows and tripping him up. That was something he