"As Weihua suspected, there's a very good chance Chen Xingquan was bait. What a clumsy hook with bait in plain sight." Nameless's gaze passed over the middle-aged man's bald head and settled on Lin Renmei.
Hearing Nameless's voice, the man gritted his teeth and spun around. He raised his whip to strike the unknown enemy behind him, only to find a black wall looming there.
His hand stayed raised as he slowly looked up. The moment he saw the Reaper Exoshell's unmistakable skull, he shuddered, collapsed to the floor, and fainted from sheer fright.
"You guessed all along?" Lin Renmei asked, displeased.
"We only had our suspicions," Nameless said helplessly. "But with me as your safety net, your life was never in danger. You know that, Renmei."
"You couldn't tell me because if I knew, my reaction might give the game away. And if it did, the Dark King would get more information," Lin Renmei said, quickly putting it together.
Nameless snapped his fingers. "Exactly."
He opened the cage, and Lin Renmei stepped out. Frowning, she said, "But the Dark King has sealed my abilities. Can you do anything about it?"
"Don't worry. I know the Dark King's seals inside out. I'll study it later. It shouldn't be a problem," Nameless said with a smile.
Then he felt he had boasted a little too much and added, "Even if something does go wrong, I can always teach you the Hidden Dragon Rebirth Method. Then we can grow up as childhood sweethearts!"
"To hell with your childhood sweethearts." Lin Renmei was torn between anger and laughter.
She looked at the slaves in the surrounding cages, none of whom dared make a sound. "Anyway, what is this place?"
"An arena. A cruel, depraved place," Nameless answered.
He opened the Reaper Exoshell's chest