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Chapter 910 Betrayal

The person's voice was exceedingly hoarse, making it impossible to discern if it belonged to a man or a woman.

However, Wu Junior could detect the tone in their words, and he sensed no goodwill. He knew full well that this person likely meant him harm.

Regarding their identity, his first thought was a Spirit Medium; after all, Spirit Mediums and the Underworld Office were sworn enemies. As a Night Watcher, he was now a member of the Underworld Office, so it wasn't impossible for a Spirit Medium to seek him out.

"Heh. . . hehe. . . I'm just a nobody, and a notoriously wasteful good-for-nothing at that. If you kill me, you'll only dirty your hands," Wu Junior chuckled awkwardly.

By this point, he had already pegged the Black-Robed Person as a Spirit Medium, for he couldn't imagine anyone else coming to trouble him. To save his skin, he brazenly disparaged himself, painting himself as utterly worthless. While many might agree with his assessment, coming from his own lips, the sentiment naturally twisted.

"Since I've sought you out, I've obviously investigated you. So I know you're a good-for-nothing spendthrift, and I know you're a coward as timid as a mouse. As you said, killing you would indeed dirty my hands, but I didn't come here today to kill you," the Black-Robed Person stated coldly.

Wu Junior didn't care about the sarcasm in the other's words. Hearing that the person wasn't there to kill him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a question simultaneously arose in his mind: if the other party was a Spirit Medium, why wouldn't they kill him?

Suddenly, he recalled the tragedy that had befallen their Wu family last time, and a terrifying thought struck him.

"Could it be that this situation is the same as before, and they want to use me as a hostage to achieve their goals?"

At this thought, Wu Junior, who had just relaxed, felt his nerves tighten once more.

"Heh. . . hehe, um. . . I think you might be mistaken. Since you've already investigated me, you must know that I'm not highly regarded at home. Even if you capture me, you won't be able to threaten Old Master Wu, let alone our boss. Although Old Master Wu is our boss's right-hand man, our boss doesn't have a good impression of me at all, so capturing me won't sway them in the slightest."

Here, Wu Junior paused slightly, wanting to see the Black-Robed Person's reaction so he could adjust his approach, but the Black-Robed Person showed no reaction whatsoever.

Wu Junior's eyes flickered, and he continued speaking.

"How about you capture my brother instead? He's been favored by Old Master Wu since childhood. If you capture him, Old Master Wu definitely won't stand idly by. Even if he knows you're threatening him, even if he knows it's a trap, he'll still willingly fall for it and walk right into your snare. Or, you could even capture my niece; not only is she Old Master Wu's treasured darling, but she's also our boss's friend. Capturing her would make it much easier for you to achieve your goal."

Wu Junior's words not only sold out his brother but also Wu Xiaoxiao. The Black-Robed Person, who had only been listening without interrupting him, spoke after hearing these words.

"Heh, to save your life, you've abandoned even the most basic moral bottom line. Your Wu family truly has good fortune to possess such a supreme scoundrel as you."

The Black-Robed Person let out a cold laugh, unable to resist mocking him, their words filled with utter disdain and contempt for Wu Junior.

Wu Junior's face showed no anger, not even a trace of displeasure; instead, he plastered a fawning smile for the Black-Robed Person.

"Heh, you know, I'm a timid person who fears trouble, and I'm more afraid of death than anyone. As long as I can live, I'll do anything. But I'm not sure where my brother and niece are at the moment; you'll have to find a way to locate them yourself. I have things to do, so I won't bother you with your important business."

As his voice trailed off, Wu Junior leaped to his feet, intending to leave the area, but his charging body was blocked by a beam of light.

Landing back on his feet, Wu Junior stared at the light barrier before him, his expression immediately turning grim, for he knew exactly what this light barrier blocking his path meant.

This was a light barrier released only by a prohibition array. In other words, the Black-Robed Person had already silently set up a prohibition array here, trapping him within it.

When he had arrived earlier, he was a hundred percent certain there was no prohibition array, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to enter the dilapidated building. The presence of a prohibition array now meant the Black-Robed Person had set it up while he was performing the soul-guiding ritual.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Did I tell you to leave?"

Just as Wu Junior was mentally cursing the Black-Robed Person's ancestors eighteen generations back, the Black-Robed Person's hoarse voice came from behind him.

Upon hearing this, Wu Junior turned to face the Black-Robed Person, the grim expression on his face vanishing, replaced by a flattering smile.

"Heh, Big Brother, my good fellow, I've told you everything. I truly have no value to you. Even if you capture me, you won't be able to threaten Old Master Wu, much less our boss. So, there's really no need to keep me."

Wu Junior forced a laugh, though the smile on his face was uglier than a cry.

"When did I ever say I wanted to use you as a hostage? A good-for-nothing like you wouldn't serve much purpose even if I did use you as a hostage; at least you have that much self-awareness," the Black-Robed Person said in a low voice.

"Heh, then. . . then why are you keeping me here? " Wu Junior asked timidly, his face still twisted into a fawning smile.

"I'm keeping you here because I want to discuss a deal with you, not to kill you. So there's no need for you to be nervous at all."

The Black-Robed Person spoke as they slowly walked towards Wu Junior. Although the Black-Robed Person emitted no spiritual power fluctuations, Wu Junior felt a powerful sense of oppression. As the Black-Robed Person drew closer, this oppressive feeling intensified, and by the time they stood before him, he even felt it difficult to breathe.

The other party could bring such terrifying pressure without even releasing any power fluctuations; even a fool would realize that their strength far surpassed his imagination. In his estimation, confronting the Black-Robed Person with his meager skills was impossible, and with the prohibition array in place, escaping was clearly out of the question.

However, the other party's words at this moment did spark a glimmer of hope in his heart, even if he didn't fully believe them.

"A deal? What kind of deal? As long as you don't harm me, I'll do any deal. As for compensation, that's irrelevant! " Wu Junior said with a fawning smile.

"As long as you're willing to make this deal, I naturally won't harm you."

The Black-Robed Person said, then pulled out a small black bottle from their sleeve and handed it to Wu Junior.

"Heh, this little bottle is really exquisite. Where did you buy it?"

Wu Junior took the small black bottle and even praised the dull black bottle with a smile.

"Are you truly foolish, or are you pretending to be so in front of me? " the Black-Robed Person asked in a low voice.

Wu Junior detected the displeasure in the Black-Robed Person's voice and chuckled awkwardly.

"Heh, I'm not foolish, but I'm not particularly clever either."

The Black-Robed Person seemed disinclined to waste any more time on Wu Junior, so they skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point.

"I know you currently live in Yang Haoran's villa, so it's very easy for you to get close to him. Take this small black bottle back with you. When he returns to the villa, find a way to make him drink what's inside. Once that's done, your task will be complete, and afterward, I will reward you with two Soul Pills."

Wu Junior, who had been smiling moments before, felt his smile freeze upon hearing the Black-Robed Person's words. Although the Black-Robed Person didn't specify what was in the black bottle, he could tell with his toes that the contents were definitely not some beneficial tonic. The other party's target was Yang Haoran, and they wanted him to make a move against Yang Haoran!

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