Why did you provoke me?

Yu Meng couldn't help but laugh at their guilty attitude.

Whether I know about this or not is not important; what's important is what you plan to do next.

"Yu Meng, to be honest, my mind is a complete mess, and I can't think of anything to do." The cripple sat dejectedly in his wheelchair.

"It's easy. Someone wants you to take the blame, so just shift the blame to them."

"Huh, who should I pass it on to?"

Yu Meng frowned and looked at the cripple, asking, "Old cripple, when you first established the Yama Palace, did you do it all by yourself?"

"Of course not," the cripple said matter-of-factly. "If I had that much cunning, I wouldn't have been tricked into coming here."

Yu Meng looked at him suspiciously. "So, you were able to become the Lord of the Underworld Palace because you were also taking the blame for someone else's mistake?"

The long-haired man sat there, then suddenly burst into laughter. "Yu Meng, you're really clever."

"Did I guess right? Who has the guts to give such a huge amount of power to the crippled old man?"

"Yu Meng, you're completely wrong. At a certain point in time, the Yan Palace was the uncrowned king of the underworld. But the old cripple's Yan Palace was just trash that he threw away."

"Is that person still alive?" Yu Meng asked cautiously.

The long-haired man's smile suddenly vanished. "He's dead. If he were still alive, perhaps we wouldn't have ended up like this."

"So who has taken over his power now, and what is their relationship?" Yu Meng asked somewhat urgently.

"You've seen it." The long-haired man said heavily. The things in those bone-drawing artists' lines were created by her.

Yu Meng opened her mouth, and it took her a long time to recover. "So, you're enemies? How did that person die?"

"All of that is in the past, and it's pointless to bring it up again. And this person isn't really an enemy anymore; we just have different beliefs, and neither of us has ever seen his face."

"Did you avenge him?" Yu Meng asked curiously.

"We just came down together; it's not our place to do things like revenge."

Only now did Yu Meng truly realize the distance between them. Their understanding of life and friendship was far too skewed.

Yu Meng decided to lay her cards on the table: "The person you're talking about now probably has some kind of grudge against me."

"You mean the matter of arresting you?" the lame man asked.

The long-haired man did not react; he was unaware of these things.

Yu Meng nodded, "Yes, that's it."

"Then what do you want to do?" the lame man asked again.

Yu Meng smiled faintly, "It's not about what I'm going to do. It's about which side you're going to stand on?"

"Of course it's your side," the lame man and the long-haired man answered without hesitation.

Yu Meng was a little confused. "Aren't you friends? Don't you need to reconsider?"

"We weren't friends. I just owed her a promise, which I've already kept," the cripple explained regarding his past actions.

"We've never met, how can we be friends?" That was the answer given by the long-haired man.

"That's fine then." Yu Meng's worries lessened considerably. Then she asked a question she herself found incredibly stupid: "What are we?"

"I depend on you for my livelihood now, so I should be considered your subordinate," the cripple declared, defining his position. The long-haired man surprisingly nodded in agreement.

Yu Meng sighed, "Don't you guys have some kind of misunderstanding about the term 'subordinate'?"

"No, we'll work for you, and you'll feed us." This time it was the long-haired man who said it.

Yu Meng decided to stop talking to them about this and directly stated her thoughts, "Since you are my subordinates, I have something for you to do now. I don't think you'll refuse, will you?"

The lame man looked at Yu Meng cautiously. "Do you think I can do this?" He pointed to his wheelchair and then to his legs.

"Yes, you can do it just by speaking."

The lame man hung his head. "Then you tell me."

"I'm asking you to leak the fact that the number of aliens is rapidly decreasing in the alien battlefield."

It's important to mention that these events are related to the death of the Alien Mother. And the death of the Alien Mother is related to the division of the Jing family's power.

You need to subtly point out that this matter is closely related to that person who isn't your friend, and that the deeply hidden Guihong Pavilion is also involved.

The long-haired man looked at Yu Meng in surprise. "Yu Meng, you know about Guihong Pavilion? You can't mess with that."

"Then let's be more subtle and make it clear that it was done by forces that are indirectly connected to it. We don't know anything about Guihong Pavilion."

"Yu Meng, I can do these things. But you have to explain your purpose in doing so, right?"

"Of course, it's about taking the burden off your shoulders."

"Anything else?"

"If the aliens retaliate, they'll have to bear all the consequences." The cripple and the long-haired man both gasped. This was a huge karmic debt; with so many lives on their shoulders, they could never wash their hands of it.

Ignoring their concerns, Yu Meng continued, "I know you're still a bit worried, but you don't need to go out. I'll have Uncle Wu bring you some more communication bells. As for how many people you have available, I'm not interested in that."

The two nodded in agreement; at this point, they had no other choice.

The person left, and Yu Meng sat motionless by the window. She looked at the large egg in the yard; she knew the Overlord was inside, and the Overlord was someone she had created herself. She didn't know what kind of monster she would raise.

But time will tell.

The most important thing right now is to go home and move that big rock from the riverbank back. If her guess is correct, she remembers that there seems to be one in Xiao Hong's research institute as well.

outside world.

The news that the aliens in the alien battlefield were disappearing rapidly spread like wildfire.

Many people gathered at the entrance to the battlefield, wailing and crying, recounting their grievances and the misfortunes of their families.

Many other forces also approached the Chen family, requesting entry into the Alien Battlefield for final data collection.

Following the instructions of the long-haired man, Old Chen took this opportunity to explain why the number of aliens had decreased, expressing his concern that the aliens might make a comeback in the future.

He didn't mention any particular power, nor did he suggest that these powers had cut off their source of income. He was only concerned about the future, thus solidifying his reputation as a good person.

Jing Liu relayed all this information back to Yu Meng. He also indicated that if Teacher Yu needed the names of those powerful figures, he could try his best to help.

Yu Meng said to let things take their course. She only asked that if the Jing family needed help, they could secretly lend a hand.

After all, Jing Ancheng had been with her for a long time, so she couldn't be too cold-blooded.

As soon as Niannian left the second battlefield, she came to find her.

"Fourth Sister, when are we leaving?"

Yu Meng pointed to the large egg in the yard, "Go and see if your Little Gray is averse to it?"

Despite not understanding why, it still released all its lines, forming a net to surround the large egg.

After a long time, Niannian sighed and withdrew the lines.

"I don't feel anything. Fourth Sister, what is this? Where did you find it? We searched the entire battlefield back then, how come we didn't see this?" Niannian would ask Yu Meng anything she wanted to know; she didn't hide her thoughts.