The sloppy man was very surprised by Qin Siyang's extraordinary level of alertness.
He waited for a long time. The wasteland was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.
He knew that Qin Siyang had already run far away, and he let out a regretful sigh.
"Forget it. I'll just question the one who was caught."
He then glanced at Hu Chan. A transparent web of threads quickly withdrew from Hu Chan's breathing ports and shrank back into the man's long sleeve.
"I'm asking you. Who was the person inside that strange capsule just now?", Hu Chan did not answer and continued to lie there quietly.
The sloppy man froze for a moment, "Hm? Didn't I already loosen the threads sealing your mouth? Why aren't you talking?"
Hu Chan snorted, "Whether I talk or not, you're going to kill me anyway. Why would I bother saying anything extra?"
At this moment, Hu Chan's mask was removed by the transparent threads.
Strictly speaking, the mask was not forcibly torn off.
Rather, the connecting parts between it and the helmet were damaged, and only then was it easily pulled away by the threads.
The transparent threads tossed the mask aside, revealing the sickly, waxy yellow face inside the armor.
"I thought you were some sharp and capable person. Didn't expect you to look like this," Hu Chan's gaze was weak, but filled with hatred.
Because Hu Chan had been hunted down by Chris and Jin Shengyu, he had already formed the habit of disguising himself whenever he went out.
That habit also kept him from having his true background discovered by this unknown enemy in front of him.
Hu Chan was certain that the sloppy man before him was absolutely not an ordinary figure.
If he saw Hu Chan's real face, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity as the Saint Son of the Zephyr Church.
The sloppy man snorted, "You sickly wretch. You think that just because you won't tell me who that person is, I won't know?"
Hu Chan still responded with silence. The hatred and mockery in his eyes overwhelmed the original weakness.
"You don't believe it?", The sloppy man clasped his hands behind his back and swaggered as he spoke, "If I can't guess his identity, I can start with you."
"You're just a hired underling working for him, yet you're a Sequence Level Five ability user, and you're even wearing Tier Four armor. The person inside that strange capsule is either the heir of a chamber of commerce president, or the heir of a legion commander, or the heir of one of those top officials in the United Government. There's no other possibility."
Hu Chan could treat everything else he said as nonsense, but the words "hired underling" really rubbed him the wrong way, "How do you know I work for him?"
"If you were the master and he was the servant, how would he dare abandon you and run off on his own?"
Hu Chan revealed a disdainful expression and did not answer.
The sloppy man smiled again, "You only refuted that you're not a hired underling, but you didn't refute my other guesses. That means I guessed right."
Hu Chan's expression grew solemn, but inside he felt nothing but contempt.
'Go on. You filthy ghost, keep guessing.'
'Even if you rack your brain until it breaks, you'll never guess that the person in the drill capsule is an eighteen year old orphan.'
The sloppy man spoke to Hu Chan again, "As long as you tell me who that person is, I can spare your life. You're already Sequence Level Five, with a bright future ahead. There's no need to throw your life away for a bit of hired help pay."
"Spare my life?", Hu Chan couldn't help but chuckle twice, "You've made it very clear that you're here to kill and seize treasure. How could you possibly choose to spare me?"
"Leaving aside the fact that I'm not here to seize treasure, even if I were, the treasure isn't in your hands. Why would I kill you?"
Hu Chan's face was full of impatience, "Stop pretending to be a good guy here. It's not like I don't know the rules. When it comes to killing and seizing treasure, whoever sees it is involved, and in the end only one side ever walks away alive."
Seeing Hu Chan roll his eyes at him, the sloppy man immediately felt annoyed.
"Since you understand everything so clearly, then I won't pretend anymore."
"That's right, you're going to die. But I advise you not to be stubborn. Tell me who that person is and how to find him, and I can give you a quick and clean death, spare you some suffering."
Hu Chan laughed again, "A quick and clean death? Sounds like you think you're being pretty merciful. How ridiculous."
"I can't see any hope of living anyway. What's the point of selling him out right before I die? Doing something that hurts others and doesn't benefit myself is something I won't do."
"As for suffering. Even though I can't beat you, killing myself before you make a move is still no problem."
Hearing this, the man squatted down in front of Hu Chan, brushed aside his hair, and revealed a face covered in pus filled boils.
Just leaning a little closer to Hu Chan, a pungent stench rushed at him, making him almost suffocate.
The sloppy man chuckled, "He ditched you and ran off by himself. Don't you hate him? You clearly came out here to help him, and in the end he lives while you die. Even if you go down to the underworld, you'll still feel unwilling, right?"
Hu Chan refused to take the bait and remained calm, "I'm not some three or four year old kid with no mind of my own. At my age, I can take responsibility for my actions."
"Helping him was a transaction. He paid the money, I did the work. Both sides agreed. Now that I ran into danger, why should I hate him instead of hating you, the one who caused all this?"
The sloppy man cursed when he heard that, "Did you drink some kind of love potion from him? I'm just asking you for a name, and you're risking your life to protect him! Is he your dad or your big brother?"
"You're wrong. I'm not risking my life to protect him no matter what," Hu Chan's tone was flat, "If I could live, I'd sell him out without any guilt. But since I'm definitely going to die, of course I'll protect him."
Then he looked at the sloppy man with a teasing smile, "Who knows. Maybe one day he'll even avenge me."
The sloppy man stared at Hu Chan for a long time.
Hu Chan asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I just feel like your level of resolve, your presence, and your abilities don't match someone who works for others. You should be some notable figure inside the safe zone. But no matter how I look at you, I don't recognize you at all."
Hu Chan laughed loudly, "Since you couldn't get me to sell him out, you switched to trying to pry out my identity instead?"
The pus filled boils on the sloppy man's brow squeezed together, as if he were frowning.
"So you noticed that too. As expected, your scheming isn't bad either. If you say you're just some lackey selling his life for others, that would really be strange. At first I was fifty percent sure you had another identity. Now it's gone up to ninety nine percent."
"So what if it's one hundred percent?"
"Your life is in my hands. I suggest you weigh your words carefully."
Hu Chan only laughed at the sloppy man's threat, "The reason you haven't killed me is because you're hoping to use me to lure him back. And to lure him back, you must want to snatch that tool of his that can travel a thousand miles underground."
"I'd advise you to give it up," Hu Chan sighed, "Since he already knows there's danger here, he definitely won't come back."
"That's not necessarily true."
"Not necessarily? He's not an idiot. Knowing there's danger here, why would he come back to die?"
[T/N: Raising some flags, I see.]
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