Why did you provoke me?

Secretary Wu was incredibly fast; the message from the cripple arrived in no time.

"To be frank, the Jing family's extraordinary person is in trouble and needs your help."

Yu Meng didn't react much to the news about the cripple. She didn't know the extraordinary person from the Jing family, nor did she have any connection with him.

So she replied, "I'm very busy right now and can't find the time."

The cripple and the long-haired man stood together, staring blankly at Yu Meng's message. "She doesn't want to?"

The long-haired man glared at him. "If I were her, I wouldn't want to hear you talk like that either."

"What do you mean? They're really about to give up. I see that space is completely dark, and the last glimmer of light is about to disappear."

"You asked where she is, should we go find her?"

"Ah, are we going over there too?" The lame man's face was full of reluctance.

"You're still as selfish as ever," the long-haired man sighed.

"When I left, I swore that I would never see him again."

"Have you been lying to people for so long that you've started believing it yourself? If you won't see him, then why are you constantly checking his social media?"

After a long pause, he said again, "You can't let go of him. If you admit it, I won't say anything."

The cripple sneered, "Among us, you're the best at pretending. Actually, you have the thickest skin."

The long-haired man also got angry. "If you don't want to do things my way, then I'm leaving. Since things are already like this, let's destroy everything together."

"Fine, I'll do as you say, okay? You're really something, threatening me now."

The cripple reluctantly sent a message to Yu Meng, saying that he and the long-haired man were also going there, and asked for Yu Meng's address.

Yu Meng replied quickly, "I'm in Kyoto, but I can't guarantee I won't leave tomorrow."

The long-haired man replied directly to the lame man's communication ring with a message: "We really need your help, but if it's not possible, we won't force you."

Yu Meng knew their identities; what could be so important that made them so anxious?

Yu Meng compromised, "Let's talk about it when we meet."

"Okay. Then how about you have your men arrange a plane for us?" the lame man made another request.

The message from the long-haired man also came: "We'll pay for the journey, double the amount."

Yu Meng gritted her teeth, but still sent a message to Secretary Wu, asking him to prepare a plane for the two of them.

After turning off the intercom, Yu Meng looked at Jing Ancheng.

Jing Ancheng felt Yu Meng's gaze and his hands unconsciously clenched.

"Get ready, you might have to come out with me in a bit."

Jing Ancheng nodded immediately, "I will be ready."

Niannian asked curiously, "Fourth Sister, where are you going?"

Yu Meng sighed, "You still don't know?"

Niannian tilted her head and looked at her, "There's someone else?"

"Hmm," Yu Meng said, unwilling to elaborate.

The lame man and the long-haired man arrived quickly and led the man into the house, leaving Jia Chengping completely bewildered. Who were these two people? How could he have let them in without any suspicion?

Niannian personally went to brew tea, refilled the teacups, and then sat quietly to one side.

The three of them sat together, glanced at Niannian, and seeing that Yu Meng had no intention of kicking her out, they didn't insist.

It was the lame man who spoke first, "Yu Meng, you know who we are. We had no other choice but to come to you."

Yu Meng snorted coldly, "That's your responsibility, not mine."

"I know, but she's really dying. If she dies, and the core of the formation isn't under her control, I don't know what will happen."

"The core of the formation, the suppression?" Yu Meng asked again.

"Yes, I arranged that place. It's my proudest work, bar none," the long-haired man said slowly, holding a teacup in his hand.

"Use someone to suppress the core of the formation? Is she willing to do that?"

"She didn't want to, but she was the only one suitable at the time," the cripple said softly, lowering his head.

"You just said she's dying?" Yu Meng's voice was unreadable.

"Yes."

"So, the favor you're asking me to do isn't to have me take her place and suppress the core of the formation, is it?!"

The lame man and the long-haired man suddenly looked up, hurriedly waving their hands. "No, no. How could you think that?"

Yu Meng smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "That's not how it is. Then what can I do?"

The cripple glanced at the long-haired man. "You speak."

The long-haired man did not refuse and slowly explained the reason.

"This space is a fragment that was abandoned by humans. The original plan was for it to self-destruct in the void, but no one expected it to merge with this small world."

Niannian's eyes lit up. This was definitely a secret, a secret even more hidden than the dense forests of a battlefield.

She touched the small notebook in her pocket, wanting to record everything.

She glanced at Yu Meng furtively, but Yu Meng shook her head. She pointed to her head, the meaning clear: it could only be remembered.

The two men's actions, of course, did not escape the notice of these two extraordinary individuals. The lame man waved his hand dismissively, "Whatever. These days, talking about these things is just a myth in people's eyes; no one will believe it."

Niannian heard this and happily took out her little notebook to write it down carefully.

The long-haired man continued his story. "At the very beginning, many people died, and there was the possibility of global pollution. But we didn't really care about those things; we weren't real saviors."

Yu Meng kept her head down, and didn't take a single sip of tea from her cup for a long time.

"But later, as the number of deaths increased, our bodies changed. Every dead soul carried resentment, and it was corroding our souls."

The charlatan was the first to discover these things. He began searching everywhere, trying to find the source and solve it, but unfortunately, he failed.

"Later, these vengeful spirits seemed to gain sentience, and they began to kill with a purpose. It took us a lot of effort to seal them into the formation." The long-haired man skipped over many details and went straight to what happened next.

"You still haven't told me what the characteristics of the person who suppresses the array's core are."

"She is the highest-ranking Saint Master in this world," the long-haired man said slowly.

Yu Meng's heart skipped a beat for no reason. It was actually the Holy Master. What a grand gesture!

"Then why do we need someone else to go?" Niannian asked from the other end.

"Because the Holy Master's soul is golden, it has the power to purify those vengeful spirits. It can also prevent those things from growing into even more powerful monsters."

The long-haired man didn't hide anything and told the whole story.

"But it wouldn't make a difference if you sent my sister, would it? She's not a Holy Master." Niannian asked directly, voicing her doubts.

The long-haired man smiled bitterly, "Because there's something beneath the vengeful spirit. The vengeful spirit only corrupts our souls; it doesn't harm the indigenous people."

"Oh, what's next?"

The long-haired man looked at the cripple, whose brows were furrowed deeply. "It's the Xenomorph's mother."