Chen Junnan’s smile gradually faded into a heavy expression, which made Han Yimo feel somewhat panicked as well.

“What did you just say?” Chen Junnan asked.

“I said… do you want to take a ‘character’ from Qiao Jiajin and give it to me…” Han Yimo’s voice grew softer the more he spoke.

“Are you sick or something…?” Chen Junnan said with furrowed brows. “Those ‘characters’ were ones that Old Qiao desperately protected and desperately reclaimed. Now you’re telling me you want to take those ‘characters’? Do you have the guts to say that again?”

“No, don’t get angry…” Han Yimo felt the situation was getting a bit chaotic. “…Didn’t you say we’re in the same boat? Don’t you also want to defect to the other side?”

“Uh…” Chen Junnan scratched his head after hearing this. “That may be true, but Old Qiao is my sworn brother. His ‘characters’ are off-limits. Pick someone else.”

Han Yimo blinked after hearing this. “Then… then alright, I’ll snatch them from that kid just now. That should be fine, right?”

“No way. That kid is my dear friend despite our age difference. His are definitely off-limits,” Chen Junnan said while picking at his ear. “Pick someone else.”

“…?” Han Yimo felt his brain was still a bit muddled. “Then I’ll snatch them from those girls?”

“How could that work?” Chen Junnan said. “How can a grown man like you snatch things from young ladies?”

“No… you…” Han Yimo paused. “We’re in the same boat now, so I can’t snatch ‘characters’ from you either, right?”

Chen Junnan nodded. “You couldn’t beat me anyway.”

“Uh…” Han Yimo swallowed. “Then I have no way to act at all? I don’t have any ‘characters’ on me right now, so I can only be trapped in the ‘Standby Zone.’ How am I supposed to help the other side win?”

“Go find Old Qi,” Chen Junnan said. “Go snatch that guy Old Qi’s ‘characters.’ Won’t that solve all the problems?”

Han Yimo scratched his head after hearing this, his expression falling into awkwardness for a moment.

If it could really work out that way, he would have already made his move earlier.

Qi Xia’s eyes looked like those of someone who had killed before. Even a brief threat could make his entire body tremble, let alone directly snatching ‘characters’ from him.

“I think I’ll just sit here for a while…” Han Yimo lowered his head slightly, his expression extremely troubled. “Between dying early and dying late, I choose not dying.”

“I’m saying… isn’t your goal to disintegrate Qi Xia’s team from within?” Chen Junnan said. “Why do you keep going after ‘characters’? Shouldn’t you be going after people directly?”

“Going after people…?” Han Yimo looked cautiously around, then leaned close to Chen Junnan and said in a low voice, “I’ll tell you secretly, but don’t tell anyone else. Actually, I have an agreement with the other side… right now I urgently need a ‘character.’ As long as I can obtain this ‘character,’ I can definitely earn their trust!”

“Tsk…” Chen Junnan smacked his lips after hearing this. “That important?”

“Really! I made a deal with the other side!” Han Yimo said. “I already voluntarily handed over my own ‘character’ to them just now, but they still need my second ‘character.’ However, after I came back… I don’t know what illness Qi Xia caught, but he’s making me rest here and won’t let me move.”

“Right, Old Qi might have caught something. If you don’t show up for a while… what if the other side becomes suspicious?” Chen Junnan played along while pondering Qi Xia’s intentions.

But he quickly figured out one thing—whether it was Qi Xia’s own ‘character’ or the ‘characters’ on Qiao Jiajin, they were all rare items that the other side had never obtained, so naturally they couldn’t be handed to Han Yimo.

It seemed Qi Xia had known all along what would happen if he gave ‘characters’ to Han Yimo.

And by deliberately keeping himself and Han Yimo here, the strategy had already been set. He just needed to follow along with this plan.

“In that case… then doesn’t this young master’s opportunity come?” Chen Junnan said thoughtfully.

“Opportunity…?”

“Right, this young master means… the opportunity to help the other side.” Chen Junnan pulled out a ‘character’ from his pocket. “Little Han, if you had told me earlier that you had a deal with the other side, I would have given you this ‘character’ long ago. Now it’s gotten a bit distant between us.”

“Huh?”

Han Yimo looked closely and saw that lying in Chen Junnan’s hand was the character “巾” (jin – cloth/towel).

“This… is for me?” Han Yimo asked.

“Yeah, it was originally ‘帅’ (shuai – handsome/marshal), but someone snatched away the two strokes, so all that’s fucking left is ‘巾.’ Make do with it.”

Han Yimo carefully took the ‘character,’ held it in for a long time, then slowly said to Chen Junnan, “Thank you so much…”

“Hey! No need to be polite, hahahaha!” Chen Junnan laughed so hard he couldn’t close his mouth. “Little Han, we’re like socks on the same rope. Just go ahead, and if anything happens, this young master will cover for you.”

“You’ve really helped me tremendously this time,” Han Yimo said, then his expression flashed with a trace of sorrow. “But you may have forgotten that once I win… everyone in your team will die. Your current status…”

“Hahahaha! It’s fine, it’s fine!” Chen Junnan laughed. “You forgot about our seven years of loving and fighting each other. This young master dies often—this is nothing. Good boy, hurry and go!”

Han Yimo’s eyes were full of gratitude, saying he had encountered a benefactor.

“I wouldn’t dare call myself a benefactor or not,” Chen Junnan shook his head. “Since this young master gave you the ‘character,’ I need you to help me with something.”

“We’re already teammates now. That’s too polite to say,” Han Yimo raised the ‘character’ in his hand. “For the sake of this, as long as the condition isn’t too excessive, I’ll agree to it.”

“That’s wonderful then,” Chen Junnan said. “Actually, it’s not really a big deal…”

He turned back and pointed at Qiao Jiajin behind him.

“You know my iron buddy here usually cares a lot about face,” Chen Junnan said with a smile as he put his arm around Han Yimo’s shoulders. “Now he fought someone to mutual destruction, and if word gets out, it’ll be easy for people to laugh at him.”

“So what do you want?”

“I was thinking that after you go out, don’t mention that he got knocked unconscious,” Chen Junnan thought for a moment and added, “If possible, it would be best to make up some heroic and dashing scenes for him. That way, you’ll preserve his face, and for you it’s a painless matter, right?”

“Oh, that doesn’t matter at all,” Han Yimo said. “Since you’re asking, brother, I’ll take care of this matter. You help me once, I help you once.”

“No, no, no—you’ve been helping me all along.”

“You’re too polite,” Han Yimo shook his head. “Leave this matter to me.”

“Good! It’s settled then!” Chen Junnan beamed with joy again. “Remember! Make him dashing!”

“Definitely dashing!”

After thanking Chen Junnan repeatedly, Han Yimo swaggered out of the “Standby Zone.”

During this time, he encountered Zheng Yingxiong and told him he was going to settle accounts with Wen Qiaoyun, then hurriedly crossed the “River Path.”