Black Robe: Private Angel gave me an American-style large seat at the start.

Su Yan looked at Butcher, and even without probing his thoughts, he knew that Butcher's hatred for Homelanders was genuine.

But what does this have to do with Su Yan?

"Not interested," Su Yan said.

Butcher's expression froze. "What?"

"I have no interest in killing Homelanders," Su Yan said calmly. "Before we talk about your business, listen to my needs first."

Butcher's face darkened, but he did not interrupt.

Su Yan said, "I need you to help me find Newman and force her out from behind the scenes."

Butcher narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and asked, "What do you want with her?"

"I don't need you to know," Su Yan said. "You just need to force him out."

Butcher was silent for a few seconds, then gave a cold laugh.

"You mean you want us to do things for you, and you won't do anything in return?"

Su Yan nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Why should we?" Butcher slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Even if you are Wunian, you can't make us work for free. This is a deal; you have to give us something in return."

Su Yan smiled faintly and said, "Because you are not qualified to negotiate with me."

Butcher's face darkened completely.

He'd seen all sorts of people in his life—superhumans, freaks, lunatics—but no one had ever spoken to him in this tone and left him speechless.

French swallowed hard and stubbed out his cigarette.

He noticed that after Su Yan entered, an inexplicable sense of oppression filled the air.

The composure on Su Yan's face, in particular, made him feel uneasy.

Butcher gritted his teeth and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Say that again, you fucking idiot."

Su Yan didn't get up, or even change his posture. He raised a finger, shook it, and said...

"Butcher, if I wanted to, I could level this warehouse and everything within a one-kilometer radius in a second."

"What bargaining power do you think that gun in your hand can give you?"

After he finished speaking, the warehouse fell into a deathly silence.

Marvin watched Butcher nervously, hoping that the other party would not anger Su Yan.

After all, he had just witnessed Su Yan's terrifying power.

French whispered, "Butcher! Calm down!"

Hughie raised his hands, nervously saying, "Butcher, Wunian, we are not enemies. There is no need for us to hurt each other."

Butcher is a tough nut to crack, but tough doesn't mean stupid.

Listening to the advice of those around him, he slowly withdrew his hand from the table and sat down again.

Butcher's voice was laced with suppressed anger. "Even if you're stronger than Homelander, you can't ask us for a favor without getting anything in return."

"We are not your dogs."

Su Yan looked at Butcher and knew that there was a wicked streak in the man's bones. Forcing him would only make things worse.

If Butcher were truly such a compromising person, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to kill Homelander.

Su Yan smiled slightly and said, "Of course there are benefits."

Butcher: "Speak."

Su Yan tapped her fingers twice on the table, speaking casually as if she were discussing the weather.

"Soldier Boy"

Butcher's pupils suddenly contracted.

French suddenly looked up.

Marvin looked as if he had been electrocuted, his neck stiffly turning around.

Hughie was somewhat confused as to why Su Yan suddenly brought up the soldier boy.

Seeing their reactions, Su Yan continued, "He's still alive."

It felt like the air had been sucked out of the warehouse.

Butcher opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a long time.

Soldier boy.

The strongest superhuman of the last century, Vought's first ace, was once considered the only one who could rival Homelander.

However, all publicly available information indicates that this person died long ago.

"Impossible," French said with difficulty, "That guy died decades ago..."

Marvin was even more incredulous, yet his eyes blazed with both anger and hope.

He did wish the soldier boy were still alive.

Only in this way can he get his revenge!

Only then can he avenge the soldier boy who killed his parents!

Su Yan leaned back and said calmly, "I have no reason to lie to you. The soldier boy is not only alive, but he has also reunited with his father, Mr. Homeland."

The effect of those words was even more terrifying than the oppressive aura from before.

Butcher looked as if he had been punched in the face; the muscles in his entire face were twitching.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me right, Soldier Boy is the Father of the Homeland," Su Yan repeated.

Marvin's legs went completely weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

French leaned against the wall, his face drained of all color.

He kept muttering something under his breath, his voice so soft it was barely audible.

But Su Yan could read the meaning from his inner thoughts.

"It's over. Utterly over. Homelander alone is difficult enough to deal with, and now this monster from the last century has appeared... If these two team up..."

Butcher remained silent for a long time, the veins on his forehead bulging and throbbing.

"Father and son..." Butcher murmured, "That bastard... he even has a father..."

Su Yan leaned back in his chair, observing the reactions of the black-robed team members, and thought to himself, "The shock effect of this news is even greater than I expected."

The people of our motherland are the strongest in the world today.

Soldier Boy was the strongest of the previous era.

The combined might of two generations of the strongest forces would be nothing short of annihilation for a black-robed squad composed of ordinary people.

They couldn't even kill one Homelander, and now there's another one?

Butcher looked up abruptly, staring at Su Yan: "Where... did you get this information from?"

Su Yan said calmly, "The channel isn't important; what's important is that it's genuine."

Butcher's mind was racing.

Su Yan could read the turbulent thoughts in his mind: anger, fear, resentment, and new plans that were rapidly taking shape beneath these emotions.

It must be said that Butcher is indeed a ruthless character.

Even when faced with such bad news, he did not choose to break down, but instead continued to plot the infamous plan to destroy superhumans.

"So." Butcher raised his head, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Su Yan was no longer one of confrontation and probing, but rather a calm rationality that bordered on cold-blooded.

"You're telling me this so that I'll understand that killing Homelander alone isn't enough."

Su Yan remained silent.

Butcher continued, "I can go find Newman if you want him. But you'll have to give me time."

Su Yan nodded and stood up.

"I can give you time, but not too long, otherwise I might not need you anymore."

Su Yan turned and walked towards the door. After taking two steps, she stopped and glanced at Butcher.

After saying that, Su Yan's figure disappeared from the spot.

There was no wind, no sound, as if it had never existed.

There was a long silence in the warehouse for more than ten seconds.

Marvin got up from the ground, dusted off his pants, and looked at Butcher: "Damn it, what do we do now?"

Butcher grabbed the pistol from the table and slammed it down on the surface, gritting his teeth.

"Fuck your mother."