Ye Zheng's mind worked quickly. "You mean deliberately showing weakness and exposing a flaw? But that might attract other Xenomorphs. The Points for a Hidden Boss are a huge temptation."
Feng Ling was unconcerned. "Anyone I kill is profit. If I can't fool Starlight, I'll think of another way."
Ye Zheng snorted. "Trying to fool Starlight won't be easy. You need to solve at least two problems."
"What problems?" Feng Ling asked.
Ye Zheng said, "First, your Card is the Hive. Star Society has fought you before, so they definitely know you have extremely strong regenerative abilities. What kind of injury could leave you severely wounded without recovery? Second, you came out of the Maze completely unscathed. Where did these injuries come from? How were they caused? With how high-profile you are now, if you were injured in a fight, there's no way there wouldn't be news about it. So you have to give reasonable explanations for both points. Otherwise, forget fooling Starlight—even ordinary netizens would just think it was a rumor."
Feng Ling answered without hesitation, "Then I'll leave it to you."
Ye Zheng froze. "...What?"
"Come up with reasonable explanations for those two points." Feng Ling said, "I've helped you so many times. It's only natural for you to do a little work for me, right?"
Ye Zheng fell silent.
Feng Ling looked her up and down, her words edged with challenge. "While picking apart other people's proposals, you should also offer a solution yourself. Don't you think?"
With that, Feng Ling turned and left to go back to sleep.
Ye Zheng watched her retreating back, deep in thought.
Late at night.
The lights in the city gradually went out, leaving the skyscrapers as nothing but black silhouettes.
On a street near the Qingjiang Financial Center Building,