F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Mu Wanqing's breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Three million.

The voice sounded behind her head, calm and collected, like someone quoting a price for a piece of fine pork belly at a butcher shop in a market.

But the price he quoted was for a living person.

Mu Wanqing did not turn around, and her face was expressionless.

The hands that were gripping the B-grade reel, ready to ignite their last hope, froze in mid-air.

She knew who was behind her.

Chen Yifan.

Who else here would say such a thing besides him?

"I'll help you eliminate your competitors."

"In that case, the rest of the people will have to listen to you."

These two sentences, like an invisible hand, precisely gripped her throat.

"We had already reached an agreement, and your offer was two million."

After a five-second silence, Mu Wanqing lowered her voice, as if talking to herself.

That's the team price for "assisting in combat".

The voice from the shadows sounded perfectly natural.

"Now it's the assassination price for 'targeted elimination,' and with the service upgrade, the price naturally has to keep up with the times."

"Honest and fair dealings, prices clearly marked."

"Paying an extra million to buy your competitor's secrets—this is an amazing deal."

Mu Wanqing's eye twitched violently.

What does this bastard think this place is?

Is it his private shop?

"Wei Ze has four level 25 guards around him, one of whom is a B-rank class [Rock Guardian]."

She asked the most crucial question.

"What gives you the right?"

She didn't doubt Chen Yifan's abilities, but Wei Ze's team had a complete formation and was good at both offense and defense.

Trying to "kill" Wei Ze in front of four people is simply an impossible task.

Unless, he intends to take advantage of the chaos to launch a surprise attack.

But if he did that, before he could succeed, the tree spirit that was about to awaken would turn them all into dessert.

"How to do it is within my area of ​​expertise."

Chen Yifan's voice remained calm and unhurried.

"All you need to answer is, do this deal or not?"

"Thump... thump... thump..."

Inside, the heartbeat of the Myriad Hearts Demon Mother Tree suddenly doubled!

A thick, unyielding malice swept in like a tsunami.

The eyelids of the tens of thousands of human faces and hearts hanging on the branches trembled more and more violently.

Zhao Hu and the others turned pale and retreated hastily, their formation instantly falling apart.

The goddess of fate is not on their side.

Mu Wanqing's gaze swept over the group of [Blazing Flame Execution Team] members who were already in a state of panic.

He glanced again at Wei Ze, who had already fainted.

Finally, I looked at that terrifying giant tree.

Her eyes, for a moment, turned icy and resolute.

Wei Ze is the biggest obstacle on her path to succession.

Her people are still nowhere to be seen; they must be held back by something.

Zhao Hu and his group are her only "help" in consolidating her strength to fight the BOSS.

Chen Yifan, this mysterious, greedy, yet unbelievably powerful man, is the variable that will break this situation.

Use three million to exchange for an opportunity to eliminate internal and external troubles, and the BOSS inside.

This deal... was worth it!

"make a deal."

Mu Wanqing squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

"I'll give you the money after it's done. But if you fail, or if you drag us all down with you..."

"No after-sales service, no refunds accepted."

The voice from the shadows abruptly interrupted her.

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no longer a trace of hesitation in them.

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple."

Chen Yifan's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Wait for my signal. When I say 'cough,' use your strongest abilities to create the biggest commotion around that tree."

"Attract everyone's attention."

"It's that simple?"

really.

Mu Wanqing was right.

This guy just wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a move.

"It's that simple."

The passageway fell silent once again.

But the atmosphere was completely different.

Mu Wanqing silently put away the A-grade [Holy Light Protection Scroll].

Instead, she presented another scroll she had never shown to anyone before: a deep blue scroll with visible frost runes flowing across its surface.

Grade A Attack Scroll - [Frost Giant's Wrath]!

This is also one of her trump cards.

She is waiting.

Zhao Hu and the others were also waiting.

Chen Yifan, who had returned to his original spot, was also waiting.

Waiting for the perfect moment.

An opportunity that would allow him to strike successfully...

Then, his gaze fell on the azure scroll in Mu Wanqing's hand...

Sure enough, this woman revealed one trump card after another.

Then, like the most patient predator, he locked onto Wei Ze, who was being protected by a shield warrior.

Time passed by, second by second.

It's now!

"Cough cough..."

Chen Yifan's voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in Mu Wanqing's mind!

Almost simultaneously, Mu Wanqing crushed the scroll in her hand!

boom--!!!

The moment the Grade A scroll [Wrath of the Frost Giant] shattered, an ancient will, seemingly emanating from the far north ice plains, suddenly descended!

A terrifying cold wave exploded outwards in a ring shape, centered on Mu Wanqing!

That wasn't skillful control of the situation; it was a pure, irrational outpouring of energy!

The ground and walls were instantly covered by a half-meter-thick layer of azure ice crystals!

"madman!"

Zhao Hu and the others were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that they almost suffocated and raised their shields.

Mu Wanqing's long hair danced wildly in the raging cold.

Her stunningly beautiful face was now as cold as ice. She raised her staff high, guiding that world-destroying power!

"Freeze!"

With a clear shout, endless frost elements frantically gathered, compressed, and took shape before her!

A frost giant, ten meters tall, made entirely of ancient ice and with eyes burning with pale flames, rose from the void!

Holding a ferocious, icy giant axe, the sheer pressure emanating from it made Zhao Hu and the others' legs go weak, almost causing them to kneel on the ground!

"attack!"

Mu Wanqing suddenly pointed her staff forward!

The frost giant let out a roar that shook the entire cavern.

It took heavy steps, each step leaving huge, spiderweb-like cracks in the hard ground, then raised its giant axe high and cleaved it down at the Ten Thousand Hearts Demon Mother Tree!

"Awooo—!!!"

For the first time, the giant tree let out a piercing scream of pain and rage!

Before the axe blade even arrived, the terrifyingly cold wind that tore through the air had already frozen countless "Heart Fruits" into ice blocks, and then shattered them!

Green sap and shattered flesh flew everywhere.

All eyes were completely drawn to this scene, which could only be described as a natural disaster!

At that very second.

Chen Yifan, who was in the corner, disappeared.

[Swiftness], [Shadow Step], [Spatial Blink]

The three divine skills are activated simultaneously.

next moment.

"Uh...ah..."

A hissing sound came from Wei Ze's throat.

A thin line of blood bloomed at his throat.

Fresh blood gushed out.

Chen Yifan's figure had reappeared in the corner where he had started, leaning against the shadows, his breathing steady, as if he had never moved an inch.

"team leader!"

One of his companions was so terrified by this sudden turn of events that he was completely terrified.

Zhao Hu hurriedly helped Wei Ze up, trying to stop the bleeding.

But to his horror, he discovered that he could no longer sense any signs of life in Wei Ze.

died.

How could this happen?!

Zhao Hu's voice trembled with extreme fear.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes, filled with horror and bewilderment, scanning the entire scene across the chaotic battlefield.

Mu Wanqing?

No, it wasn't her! She was fully focused on guiding that terrifying frost giant and couldn't spare a second thought!

That kid?

impossible.

He remained huddled in the corner the entire time, head down, trembling as if he were terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

So...

who is it?

A thunderous roar erupted in Zhao Hu's mind.

here……

Could it be...?

There's another unseen assassin?!