The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Yes, it's that box in the car."

"Our goal is the revival of the heart within."

The desire for revival?

The moment those four words were uttered, An Changqing and Long Ao's expressions changed simultaneously.

Chen Guan raised an eyebrow. He hadn't heard of it before, but it sounded impressive.

An Changqing stared at the man on the ground and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "Do you know what you're saying?"

"How could I not know?" The man's face showed a smile that was more like a grimace.

"It can repair the fundamental damage to those with superpowers, and even has a chance to bring the dead back to life. The entire black market is going crazy for it; who doesn't know that?"

"We're just mercenaries hired to do things for money. We're from the Blood Wolf Gang. Someone offered an exorbitant price for us to steal this stuff."

After saying that, he seemed to have used up all his strength and collapsed to the ground, filled with regret.

Why would someone earning hundreds of thousands a month risk their life?

Although it seems like a lot, given his abilities, it's just a normal market price; he wouldn't risk his life for it.

A dead silence.

Long Ao finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with rage, and stared intently at Qian Yongnian, who was tumbling and crawling off the transport truck.

An Changqing also sheathed his sword, his gaze falling on the fat man as well.

Qian Yongnian's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, trembling all over. Sweat soaked through his elegant Tang suit, making him look utterly disheveled.

"I...I don't know, I don't know anything."

His voice was choked with sobs as he frantically waved his hands.

"I was just a middleman. Someone wanted to use my connections to hire people from the school for help. I just took the money and helped transport the goods. I swear, I had no idea that the box contained such a deadly thing."

"You didn't know?" Long Ao walked towards him step by step, each step feeling like it was treading on Qian Yongnian's heart. "That S-class standard transport vehicle, was it also prepared without your knowledge?"

"This..." Qian Yongnian was speechless, his face ashen.

He knew, how could he not know?

However, the person who approached him was a big shot who specifically asked him to post commissions at the school. He had no way to refuse, and the reward offered also left him with no reason to refuse.

An Changqing ignored his explanation and walked over to Chen Guan and Long Ao. His voice was low but unusually firm.

"We can't continue this mission any longer."

"This thing must not fall into the hands of anyone else; it must be taken over by us, or rather, by the Academy and the Great Wall."

Long Ao had no objection and nodded heavily.

Chen Guan also expressed his agreement.

Just as An Changqing was preparing to contact the academy.

Click.

A soft sound, like a pebble falling from above, came from above everyone's heads.

In this deathly silent tunnel, it was exceptionally clear.

The three of them looked up almost simultaneously, gazing at the dark ceiling of the tunnel in the direction from which the sound came.

A dark shadow detached from the inconspicuous ventilation duct opening and drifted down like a weightless feather.

When the figure was still two meters off the ground, the downward momentum suddenly slowed down, and then her feet landed lightly. The hem of her black trench coat drew an arc behind her, stirring up a thin layer of dust on the ground.

She wasn't wearing a mask; her face, with a playful smile, was exposed to the light.

When Chen Guan saw that face clearly, his heart skipped a beat, as if it had been gripped by an invisible hand.

Three platforms?

How did she end up here?

There was no notification from Baihu, so this couldn't possibly be an assigned task.

In other words, was this a chance encounter?

"Hey, you're in luck, kids from Huaqing Academy."

San Tai tilted his head, his gaze lazily sweeping over An Changqing, Long Ao, and finally Chen Guan's face.

Her gaze lingered on Chen Guan for a few moments, but the smile on her face remained unchanged.

"I want the stuff in that car."

Three figures extended slender fingers and casually pointed to a black transport truck not far away, their tone relaxed.

"Any objections?"

Although her words were similar to those of the man from before, no one dared to underestimate the weight of her words.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! It's TV3! What's she doing here?!]

[So, what's the current strength of TV3? Waiting for the expert's opinion.]

[Ninth rank, but there are differences between ranks. Stats determine rank, and mechanics determine strength. I estimate that someone like Teacher Li, who is at rank ten, wouldn't be a match for her.]

This could be considered internal strife among colleagues, but thankfully it's a private matter involving Channel 3.

The barrage of comments in front of Chen Guan went completely crazy, with all sorts of colored text flashing by, which made him dizzy, but it also confirmed his guess.

This was truly just a chance encounter.

He forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart and react as an ordinary student would when facing a formidable enemy.

He gripped the sickle tightly, took a slight step back, adopted a defensive stance, and his eyes were filled with vigilance and seriousness.

An Changqing reacted the fastest. He held his longsword horizontally in front of him, the blade pointing directly at the three platforms. The gentle smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became more serious than ever before.

Who are you?

His voice was calm: "We are students from Huaqing College, carrying out a Class A commission. This shipment is protected by the college."

He immediately invoked the academy's name, attempting to instill fear in the other party.

Long Ao stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with An Changqing. He had just finished a fight and his blood was still hot.

Faced with this woman who suddenly appeared, he showed no fear; instead, his eyes burned with an even stronger fighting spirit.

"Quite the boast."

Long Ao's joints cracked and popped: "If you want something, you'll have to get past my fists first."

Looking at the two children in front of him who were on high alert, San Tai's smile deepened.

She didn't look at the weapons in their hands or their poised stance, but instead turned her gaze to Qian Yongnian, who was lying paralyzed not far away, and the subdued Blood Wolf mercenaries.

San Tai looked disgusted: "Tsk tsk, a bunch of useless trash."

She shook her head, as if she found the farce boring.

Since she left the assassin world, why are all the new recruits getting worse and worse?

We still have to rely on her, this senior colleague.

San Tai then looked at An Changqing again, his eyes filled with a teasing, cat-and-mouse gaze: "Huaqing Academy? What a prestigious name, I'm so scared."

She said she was afraid, but her flippant tone was full of undisguised contempt.

An Changqing frowned even more. There was no energy fluctuation on the other party, just like an ordinary person.

But it was precisely this abnormality that made him feel a chill to the bone.

This woman is countless times more dangerous than that sixth-tier mercenary leader from before, because he couldn't fathom her strength, which meant she was far superior to him.

"We have no intention of being your enemy."

An Changqing said in a deep voice, "But a mission is a mission, and it's our duty. We cannot back down."

"Responsibilities?"

The three men laughed so hard they were doubled over, their trench coats swaying as they said, "Kids, don't you understand what's going on?"