Biscuit had barely finished speaking when Gon suddenly said, "But I think he's a good person."
"Gon..." A vein bulged on Biscuit's forehead. "You can't judge people by appearances. He may look decent, but who knows what he's thinking?"
Killua chimed in, "I think so too, but Gon's instincts are usually right."
Biscuit slammed a fist into Killua's head. "Instincts? Can you live on instincts? You two are far too naive. You don't know how dangerous the world is yet. I'll say it again: tell us why you're following us, or leave right now."
Biscuit had just finished when she sensed something. Lowering her voice, she whispered, "You three, pretend we're chatting. There's an enemy behind me, waiting for a chance to strike."
Unlike Lin Mo, the person hiding behind them had let Biscuit sense a trace of killing intent.
Killua was about to search for the person's aura, but Biscuit stopped him at once. "Don't go looking for his aura. You'll provoke him."
Lin Mo had noticed someone lurking behind them long ago. He simply hadn't reacted because he wanted to see what these three, who all looked like children, would do.
Killua asked curiously, "How did you notice him?"
"He let a little killing intent slip." Biscuit looked at Lin Mo and continued, "This guy's been following us from the start, but he's never shown any killing intent. That's why I didn't drag him out immediately. This enemy probably saw that we were newcomers, mostly children, and let his guard down for an instant."
Killua frowned. "If he let his guard down, he can't be that strong, right?"
"But he immediately caught himself and erased his presence," Biscuit said. "Judging by that killing intent and how quickly he suppressed it, he may be a tough opponent."
Biscuit laid