"Judging by this ability to strip others of their Awakening Objects..."
"Ink Academy..."
"Was your Soul Hunt Organization involved?"
Yuan Qingshan seemed to have thought of something. His tone instantly turned icy as he bellowed.
"No, we were only hired to wait until everything was over before..."
The virtual face instinctively explained, then quickly caught himself and shut his mouth.
Silence returned.
"Not involved..."
"But regardless, this ability is still terrifying."
"It feels like a bigger threat than the Evil Cult."
Yuan Qingshan rubbed his chin, muttering as though to himself, his gaze turning to Qi Changshan.
Qi Changshan nodded. "Yes. I recommend wiping them out."
For a moment, the meeting room fell utterly silent.
The virtual face twisted and was about to disappear when Yuan Qingshan said casually, "Just try leaving."
"The moment you leave, I'll make a call. Starting today, we'll spare no effort to purge your Soul Hunt Team."
"Yes, I'm threatening you."
He even added that last remark.
Open and aboveboard, with no games.
The face stabilized again, though it remained somewhat distorted, clearly far from calm inside.
If Yuan Qingshan was telling the truth...
Then he couldn't shoulder the blame for leaving rashly.
If it was a bluff...
Who the hell would dare gamble on that?
"That's more like it."
"You're an adult now. You can think for yourself."
"Doesn't running to your parents about everything make you look rather dim?"
"Relax, we're just having a normal chat. I'm an old man. I enjoy chatting with kids."
Yuan Qingshan promptly put on a smile, his tone gentle and kindly.
But the virtual face remained silent.
"Oh, not a kid?"
"Then you're... thirty... forty... twenty?"
"Oh, twenty-five?"
The face distorted slightly.
"You can't stay inside this lousy computer forever. You must have an identity out in