"Why won't you send Royt to kill Qin Siyang?!"
Inside an elegant residence in Zone 1, An Youlu demanded an answer from the black cat curled up before him.
"An Youlu, even Manderson died at Qin Siyang's hands."
"But Royt is far stronger than Manderson!" An Youlu's gaze was urgent. "Even if Manderson couldn't kill Qin Siyang, Royt would definitely find a way!"
The black cat stretched. "Perhaps. But how am I supposed to convince Royt? He's already cut ties with me."
"Ander! We have no way out anymore!"
An Youlu moved around to the black cat's side and crouched down. "After Qi Tian stormed into Zone 1, only twenty-odd of us were left, and everyone's been scared out of their wits! We have the strength of sequence levels seven and eight, but we can't organize ourselves to get anything done!"
"If they don't want to do anything, then let them do less."
"Doing nothing means waiting to die!"
"Waiting to die is their own choice, too. There's no need to spend your life trying to help others out of their troubles."
Ander's reply was utterly calm. His lofty manner made it sound as though he were discussing people who had nothing whatsoever to do with him.
An Youlu's gaze turned cold. "Ander, so you've made up your mind to abandon Zone 1?!"
"It's not that I'm abandoning it. They're beyond helping. Nothing I do will make a difference."
The black cat's golden eyes regarded An Youlu, whose hair and beard were somewhat disheveled. "Even if I offered an astronomical price and persuaded Royt to kill Qin Siyang, what could Zone 1 give me in return? What could any of you give me?"
Hearing this, An Youlu knew Ander had completely cast aside his attachment to Zone 1.
Twelve years