Chapter 1165: 1165: Completely in the Dark

Only when the voices of those two people completely faded did the hand over Little Fatty’s mouth finally loosen. By this time his legs had already gone weak; as that hand let go of him, he actually went limp and collapsed to the ground.

But he also knew it wasn’t some terrifying hand stretching out from inside the wall, but someone hiding here who had just saved their lives!

The things those two said sounded casual, but none of them doubted the truth of it—this group... really did kill people.

"Why are you here?"

A cold voice rang out in the darkness.

Little Fatty found it familiar, but in his nervous terror he just couldn’t remember whose voice it was.

"Many thanks for saving our lives. Your voice sounds familiar—are you Hou Baiyu?"

Luo Yirui’s voice instantly set Little Fatty at ease; as long as there was a companion nearby, it was fine. At this moment, he still didn’t think of Jing Yuansi. Then he froze again—Hou Baiyu?

Just then another slightly displeased voice sounded, "Hou Baiyu is what you call him? At least call him Brother Baiyu."

Honestly, having him call him Brother Baiyu was already giving him face; when other people called him that, they didn’t even bother to respond.

Luo Yirui didn’t mind and called out, "Brother Baiyu."

The man was originally older than him, and showing up here at this time might mean he had some unexpected intel. Calling him that was no loss.

Hou Baiyu himself didn’t care about this. He glanced outside, let out a quiet laugh, and said, "Didn’t expect that besides us, there’d be other people who could find this place."

Fu Xuan Ge also found this very surprising. They’d been able to discover it because they’d assumed there had to be a place like this. Could it be these three also knew?

"Which of you three is leading the team?" Fu Xuan Ge asked.

If they’d managed to band together, there had to be someone playing a decisive role; if not, he and Hou Baiyu would probably withdraw as soon as possible, because they didn’t want to stay with a ragtag mob.

Right now Little Fatty had completely lost the will to argue. He still hadn’t recovered; even his voice would tangle if he tried to speak. To say he was the one leading now would only embarrass him and achieve nothing else.

Seeing that Luo Yirui had probably never needed them to cover his mouth in the first place, and spoke with calm composure, Little Fatty felt a bit dejected. He was a few years older than Luo Yirui—why couldn’t he be like that?

"There’s no such thing as who’s leading and who’s not—we just talk things over," Luo Yirui said.

Fu Xuan Ge frowned and rephrased, "Who makes the decisions?"

A voice lacking in confidence sounded then, "Luo Yirui makes the decisions."

Hearing Jing Yuansi’s voice trembling a little gave Little Fatty instant comfort, and he agreed with what she said.

Fu Xuan Ge nodded and turned to ask Luo Yirui, "How did you get in? What was your purpose in coming in?"

Luo Yirui gave a light smile. "If I said we were just out for a stroll, would you believe it?"

Fu Xuan Ge’s face darkened. How could he?

But clearly Luo Yirui wasn’t the type to obediently give a straight answer.

"Don’t make things difficult for people," Hou Baiyu spoke up, silencing Fu Xuan Ge. He went on, "Since that’s the case, why don’t we exchange information instead?"

Hearing Hou Baiyu’s voice, cold as it was, remain quite polite, Luo Yirui eased up a bit. "To be honest, we don’t have much to trade. We don’t even know where this place is."

Fu Xuan Ge showed a look of surprise—unfortunately, no one could see it. "You dare rush in here without knowing anything?"

He could tell Luo Yirui wasn’t lying. No one would dare try to fool Hou Baiyu, right?