At first, they were stunned by the panting, and even had wild thoughts, but now it sounded like the cries inside weren't passionate at all.

Someone who didn't know better might think it was playing some kind of recording.

Can you calm down while doing this kind of thing?

Qi Silin was stunned. Looking at the person in front of him, his eyes became more and more intriguing, and the curve of his lips became more and more obvious.

"Qiqi, you seem to know a little bit about this."

"??"

The girl paused for a moment upon hearing this, "No, I've encountered similar situations before on missions, and I have a good memory, so..."

The explanation was given, but the man nodded somewhat dismissively, seemingly not taking it to heart at all.

"I understand. I think I can ask you for advice in this area in the future. Please give me your guidance."

Qi Jiu: "..."

I'll hit you.

Having understood this, they stopped trying to hide anything and went straight inside the tent.

The interior was brightly lit, and you could faintly hear music playing. There were countless bottles of alcohol on the side, and the table was full of fruit platters.

This scene looks so peaceful and serene.

On the innermost chair, you can still see a figure.

Qi Jiu narrowed her eyes and quickly recognized the figure.

"Yol?"

Yes, the one sitting in the chair like an old man is none other than Joel.

A man was kneeling on the ground nearby, bound hand and foot like a crab, his face bruised and swollen.

At the other end of the tent, several scantily clad singers were huddled together. They all had fair skin and alluring figures, and their heavy makeup matched the environment fairly well.

Qi Jiu looked at them and the surrounding environment, and suddenly chuckled.

Turning to look at Delin, he said, "You're overthinking it. They're perfectly safe right now, with fine wine and fruit. They don't even want to look at pretty girls."

Were those singers ugly? No, they were quite attractive. Their clothes—or rather, not clothes—were just a few pieces of cloth that barely covered their three most important areas.

If it were any ordinary man, his eyes would probably be glued to him and he wouldn't be able to get off.

When Joel saw the person who had arrived, he was instinctively stunned.

He then got off the chair, a slight look of fear on his face, and slowly walked up to Qi Jiu.

Her cautious demeanor was completely different from before.

"Grandma Sister..."

Linde's anger flared even more when he saw that the person he was so anxious to find wasn't him.

Is this guy really that cowardly?

The person who saved my life is standing right here, and now you're calling someone else? Is that reasonable?

Qi Jiu looked at him, seemingly realizing that he wouldn't listen to anything Delin said, so she simply spoke up herself.

Why did you sneak off here?

Linde's gathering point is far from here. She couldn't imagine how he got here, such a long distance.

Joel kept his head down. It had been a while since we last met, and he had grown quite a bit taller. He used to be shorter than Qi Jiu, but now they were about the same height, and he was even a little taller than the girl. His body was also no longer as thin as before.

This can be considered a successful recovery.

But I'm still as afraid of Qi Jiu as ever.

He pursed his lips, glanced at the man behind him who had almost fainted from his beating, his eyes filled with resentment, but his voice was still soft, with a different meaning in it.

"I've come for revenge. They humiliated me before."

Although the boy had his head down, these words were uttered through clenched teeth, and Qi Jiu could roughly understand the hatred in his heart.

Why didn't you tell Lind?

Linde was panting heavily beside him, and there was no way to ignore him.

She brought Qi Silin here from his busy schedule; the little brat needs an explanation.

Joel glanced at Lind, then lowered his head again. "He wouldn't let me come."

He said this with a hint of grievance; anyone who didn't know better would think that these adults were bullying the little boy.

Qi Silin looked at him, then at the man behind him who was bound hand and foot and beaten beyond recognition, and laughed.

"You think your skills on Death Gate Island are enough? How long have you been training there? This is just a small fry. What are you going to do if you run into their boss and can't beat him? Take them both down with you?"

The man smiled as he spoke.

The man behind me was no different from the one I had seen at the casino earlier, except that he might be a level higher in status.

He glanced at Delin and said, "If something happens to you, my Qiqi will have to go to their hideout to get you out."

Although there was a hint of reproach in his words, it was wrong of Joel to come out alone this time. What if something really happened to him all by himself?

Joel: "..."

So the reason you're scolding me now is to prevent my ancestor sister from making that extra trip?

Qi Jiu looked at him with his head down, not daring to say a word, and let out a deep breath.

"Tell me, who is this person you absolutely need to deal with? How did he bully you? Is there anyone else? Where are they?"

Upon hearing this, Joel suddenly looked up, seemingly incredulous at the person in front of him.

"Grandma, what do you mean by that...? Are you going to help me?"

The girl snorted, "Since we're already here, why don't we deal with this together? I took a proper leave of absence to come here, who knows when I'll be this serious again."

Han Yan: "..."

Linde watched their conversation and pursed his lips.

Who exactly is spoiling him? Shouldn't the normal procedure be to catch him, give him a good scolding, and then take him away?

Joel laughed, a happy laugh.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Qi Jiu's words.

"But you need to tell me what skills you've been hiding, in other words, what skills you used to survive here before."

Children without parents have little chance of survival in a place with bullies like this. Just now in the slums, there were quite a few people who were about to starve to death.

Joel was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the person he had tied up. After a long while, he nodded.

"good."

Lin Yan looked at the women in the corner of the tent and said, "You can leave now."

Ultimately, they're just there to accompany people for drinks or sex; it's simply their way of making a living, so there's no need for them to say anything more.

The women carefully got up from their positions and slowly moved towards the tent entrance.

The girl seemed to have seen something; her gaze became somewhat focused, as if surprised, yet also as if it were perfectly reasonable.

Wu Mei followed her gaze and saw a singer in their crowd. The singer's expression was different from that of the people next to her.