When those eyes locked onto him, Ji Jue felt every hair on his body stand on end. A chill ran through him from head to toe.

But he was also baffled. You chased us all this way, threw yourself against the window like some vengeful ghost, and now you’re inviting me to eat with you? Eat what?

Only then did he realize something seemed wrong.

Everyone in the vehicle turned and looked at him. Even Lou Feng beside him, shocked as he was, instinctively shifted a little farther away and gave him a suspicious look, as if to say, Are you on their side? Wait. Don’t tell me you’re the one who led that thing here?

No, hold on… Ji Jue glared back in grief and indignation. I finally managed to get accepted into the team, so how did I suddenly become the traitor?

Before he could even defend himself against this outrageous accusation, someone else had already lost their patience. On the roof of the vehicle, Ji Liu, who had been waiting for Tong Shan’s signal for quite some time, dropped from above the instant he received it.

“Diu lei lo mou[1]!”

It was barely a two-meter drop, yet he stomped down like a meteor falling from the sky, trampling the strange figure that had lunged forward...