Published: March 2, 2025
After the two personal guards left the room, Lin Haifeng looked at Mara, whose face was full of despair, and lightly cleared his throat. He spoke slowly and gently.
"Mara, right?"
Mara slowly nodded.
"I think we can become friends... Strictly speaking, we have no hatred between us, do we?"
Hearing Lin Haifeng's words, Mara shook his head slowly.
"Then will you let me go?"
"Probably not..."
Lin Haifeng gave a definitive answer.
"But..."
"Why do you want to return to the Demon Realm? You can completely live in the gathering place in Beijing. I can arrange a position for you in the research institute below. Of course, the level and benefits of the position will depend on the intelligence you can provide..."
After hearing Lin Haifeng's words, Mara fell silent for a moment.
"You don't plan to kill me?"
"No, no, no..."
Lin Haifeng repeatedly shook his head while loudly saying the word "no."
"Killing is the easiest way to solve problems, but it is definitely not the most effective way. I personally believe that there is a possibility for us to cooperate. You need to survive, and I need the information about the demonic clan that you can provide, as well as help our researchers study the strategic-level weapons of the demonic clan that we have recently acquired."
"What do you think?"
Lin Haifeng's words seemed to pierce through the fog, instantly clearing Mara's mind.
So...
In front of his life and the honor of the demonic clan, Mara decisively sold out the latter...
"My status in the demonic clan is similar to your tactical commander in the human race. I have a lot of information about the demonic clan in my head..."
"Including troop distribution, information about demonic clan experts, types and countermeasures of demonic clan strategic weapons, as well as the functions, production principles, and usage methods of some strategic-level weapons and items..."
Mara clearly outlined one of his selling points.
"Clap, clap, clap..."
The crisp sound of applause echoed from Lin Haifeng's hands, and he looked at Mara with approval, clearly pleased with Mara's perceptiveness...
In fact, Fran had long seen Mara's shadow in the future and was very clear about his personality traits. In the choice between life and the honor of the demonic clan, Mara's decision did not surprise Lin Haifeng.
"First, let's untie our friend..."
As soon as Lin Haifeng's voice fell, a cold light flashed, and in the next second, Mara felt the bindings on him disappear. However, there was no big movement; he simply sat there and relaxed his wrists a bit.
Here, the ropes on Mara were really not very useful...
"Alright, since we have reached a consensus, we are on the same side now, right?"
Mara nodded gently.
Of course, these were all formalities. The distance between Lin Haifeng and Mara from the concept of being on the same side was still very far...
"Then, Mara, my friend, I heard that you have something called the seed of destruction. I wonder if you can show it to me?"
When he was just kidnapped, the middle-aged assassin had clearly stated what the "master" needed. At this moment, Lin Haifeng finally spoke up, and Mara had no room for bargaining. He decisively took a scale from his right upper limb and then wiped it, revealing a small black object that looked like a grain of rice in Mara's hand.
Upon seeing this scene, Lin Haifeng's eyes flashed.
"Is that your Ancient Demon Clan's spatial equipment?"
Mara nodded and handed the black scale and the seed of destruction forward.
...
A faint gray mist slowly floated.
The middle-aged assassin appeared again, first carefully examining the two items Mara handed over to confirm there were no traps or tricks. He then placed both items on Lin Haifeng's desk before disappearing again into mist.
Looking at the two items on the table, Lin Haifeng first picked up the black scale, inspecting it up and down. After a moment, he casually threw the black scale on the desk and cautiously picked up the small black grain known as the seed of destruction.
A clear prompt appeared in Lin Haifeng's mind.