A respite in the Safe House, the Phantom Troupe's new plot

The Safe House's wooden door closed softly, shutting out Yorknew City's clamor and deadly dangers. Beneath a dim yellow bulb, Leorio treated Gon and Lin Ye with Medical Nen, while Kurapika sat at the table, running his fingertips along his chain. The scarlet in his eyes had yet to fade completely, but exhaustion had crept into them. "Gon's condition is stable now. He just lost too much blood and needs plenty of rest." Leorio wiped the sweat from his forehead, his tone grave. "The wound on Lin Ye's back is too deep. His Conqueror's Haki helped stabilize his condition, but he used up too much Nen. He'll need at least three days to recover." Lina brought over some warm water and handed it to Lin Ye, her eyes full of anguish. "Brother, don't be so reckless next time. I was really afraid I'd never see you again." "I understand." Lin Ye took the cup and gently hugged Lina. "I'm sorry I made you worry." Killua leaned against the corner of the wall, his hands in his pockets, staring coldly out the window. "The Phantom Troupe won't let this go. That bastard Chrollo will find some way to track us down." "That's right," Kurapika said slowly, his tone serious. "Uvogin's death has enraged the Phantom Troupe. They'll stop at nothing to find us and take revenge. And Chrollo's Bandit's Secret can steal other people's Nen Abilities. To him, our abilities are all perfect additions to his collection." Lin Ye's gaze sharpened slightly. The lingering power of his Conqueror's Haki still coursed through his body, and he could clearly sense the Phantom Troupe members in Yorknew City closing in on the Safe House. "Lina, monitor the Phantom Troupe's movements. See what they're doing." Lina immediately returned to her equipment, her fingers moving