Yang Jian's expression remained calm, but the red light in his eyes flickered uncontrollably as alarm stirred within him.
Take down the Circle of Friends?
Why so suddenly?
Yang Jian's mind raced.
Was it because I killed Gao Zhiqiang in front of Headquarters at the Training Arena just now, driving the Circle of Friends into a frenzy and making them openly break with the Forum?
If that were all, Lin Cheng would have had no need to order an all-out war.
Yang Jian recalled a detail from earlier.
Wang Xiaoming had called Lin Cheng away under the pretext of discussing the Soul Plan, and he still had not returned!
And judging by the tension in Liu Xiaoyu's voice, the situation had clearly spiraled out of control.
Could it be... A chilling suspicion took shape in Yang Jian's mind.
So this was Headquarters' real plan?!
Yang Jian sneered inwardly.
That old fox Wang Xiaoming had used the new recruits' training as a cover to bring Lin Cheng to Dajing City and trap him on Headquarters' turf.
In reality, Headquarters had already secretly joined forces with the Circle of Friends!
Their true goal was to seize this opportunity to wipe out the Paranormal Forum, the greatest source of instability, in one fell swoop!
No wonder Headquarters kept tolerating my killings today. They were clearly trying to lull me into letting my guard down.
At that thought, Yang Jian's gaze instantly turned ice-cold.
He slowly turned his head, locking his peripheral vision on Li Jun, who stood a few meters away.
If this was a trap, then Li Jun, Headquarters' most loyal man, would surely be the first to move against him.
And yet.
Li Jun was holding a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, his brows tightly knitted.
His eyes were fixed on