Why did you provoke me?

The person opposite sighed deeply. "It's rare to encounter someone who can be a worthy opponent; I really don't want to..."

Before the words were even finished, the lines in the air suddenly changed dramatically.

But then the lines that the Overlord had encircled instantly twisted into a braided shape. Moreover, the length of those lines seemed to extend infinitely, eventually encircling the Overlord's lines in the middle.

"My God, your methods are too incredible!" Yu Meng exclaimed from the side. "Just teach it a lesson, but please don't destroy it."

"This... the struggle between the lines is very dangerous, I will take good care of it."

Surrounded by twisted lines, the Tyrant stretched its body as far as it could. It had more than one sucker on its tentacles. It had been restrained before because it couldn't be too unrestrained, but now that it was in a confined space, it would not be so polite.

The consequences of inhaling with all one's might were immediately apparent; the person opposite let out a muffled groan.

Yu Meng hurriedly spoke up, "Alright, alright, that's enough. Just let those lines spread out already."

Another muffled groan came from the other end. The tone was somewhat exasperated. "What the hell is that 'thread' thing? My thread isn't coming back!"

"Huh?" Yu Meng feigned ignorance. "Why can't they come back?"

"Get that line out of their way!" The person opposite him could no longer remain calm and shouted.

"But I can't control it now. Your lines have automatically formed a barrier, and I can no longer control the lines inside. Please think of something!"

Yu Meng seemed very anxious, as if she couldn't wait to rush forward.

"Damn it, what the hell did we run into?" the person on the other end cursed under their breath.

A second bright spot suddenly appeared in Yu Meng's brain.

Yu Meng's eyes lit up; her domineering features had finally become truly domineering. She had become someone like the little black cat.

Yu Meng smiled; she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

In a daze, the person opposite felt as if something was on their head.

Then he encountered the most terrifying thing of his life.

His lines, uncontrollable, shot straight out of his mind. Then, they spontaneously wove themselves into a twisted shape in the air.

He collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with deep fear.

Yu Meng's somewhat unfocused words rang in his ears: "Did you kill the owner of that small sign?"

"No, really not. When I met him, he was on his deathbed, and he begged me to give him a quick death."

"Is it in your private interrogation room, or in the basement of your organization?"

"In my home."

"How do you know he's in contact with me?"

The person on the ground remained silent for a long time before murmuring, "Ever since you saved that Nangong Tianshou, my men have taken notice of you."

"So, you guys sabotaged the sealing this time too?"

"We made a few minor changes."

The man on the ground clutched his throat and covered his mouth with all his might. But no matter what he did, he couldn't stop himself from uttering those deeply hidden words.

"What...what did you do to me?" he asked with difficulty.

Yu Meng brushed her bangs aside with her finger. "Weren't we just having a normal chat? I didn't do anything."

"You, you're despicable, you're shameless."

"Sigh, why is she so impatient? She can't accomplish great things with this kind of mentality," Yu Meng said with a sigh.

"Alright, my companion is coming back. I'll ask you one last question. Which organization do you belong to? I've offended you."

"I'm from Fucheng's branch. The reason you haven't offended me and have been noticed is because we've been looking for talented unmasks."

"So, you didn't notice me at first, and only started noticing me after I saved Nangong Tianshou?"

"Yes."

"You also ruined Nangong Tianshou's family," Yu Meng asked with a smile.

"Yes. You said you'd only ask one question?" He covered his mouth with both hands and collapsed to the ground.

"You came to see me? Does your headquarters know?"

"No headquarters. They know, I'm lying, shut up!" A scream rang out, followed by a chuckle from the other side. He was holding an object in his hand, his arm stained with blood.

Yu Meng looked over and her eyes narrowed. He... he had actually cut off his own tongue.

With his other hand, he held a dagger and plunged it deep into his heart.

"Why do you have to go to such lengths? I know you're from the Underworld. But I didn't force you to say it." Yu Meng's words were light and airy, as if she were talking to herself.

The person on the ground suddenly opened their eyes wide, then tilted their head to one side.

Seeing this, Yu Meng felt a little uncomfortable.

She jumped off the plane and found a quiet place to sit down. After a while, she turned on her intercom and said, "Come back and pack up."

Jing San's figure gradually appeared, and finally stood three meters away from Yu Meng.

"That person committed suicide. You need to handle this." Yu Meng pointed to the plane.

Jing San's throat bobbed. Without a word, she boarded the plane.

The horrific scene on the ground intrigued him. Judging from the posture of the person on the ground, it was indeed self-harm followed by suicide.

He was very curious about how Teacher Yu had managed to do it, looking at the lines still floating in the air and the little black cat lying on the table. He guessed that this was a battle of lines, and he had lost. Had they made a bet?

Jing San sighed. How desperate must one be to make a bet with Teacher Yu using lines as a bargaining chip?

His mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but his hands didn't stop. He pulled the person out and then walked towards the river.

By the time everyone returned, Jing San had already packed up the plane.

Jing Ancheng still frowned. Although he couldn't see anything wrong, he could still smell the faint smell of blood in the air.

"How is it? Are there any casualties?" Yu Meng asked softly, sitting as if nothing had happened.

Jian Ancheng reported, "Only one soldier suffered a minor injury to his arm, nothing serious."

"Is it ready for interrogation? Do you know which force is targeting us?"

Jing Ancheng fell silent. Zhang Zhen added from the side, "As soon as they were injured, they all committed suicide. Not a single one of them survived."

"What kind of operation is this? He committed suicide after being injured, leaving himself no chance at all." Yu Meng's heart sank. What kind of terrifying method must this be, that they dared not have the slightest bit of hope?

Jing Ancheng looked up at Yu Meng and said, "Teacher Yu, we're probably being targeted by a terrorist force. I've seen records of this kind of behavior before."

After everyone found a place to sit down, Jing Ancheng slowly began to tell his story.

"Our Jing family is a mysterious and ancient family. In the earliest days, our family produced bone painters, spirit attachers, and even legendary saint masters. At our most glorious time, even if our family dog ​​walked on the main road, everyone had to avoid it. There was no other reason than that we were afraid that if it was startled and fell down, its owner would cause trouble."

"Is that exaggerated?" Si Jiu muttered.