“Damn it!”

Chen Junnan cursed loudly and immediately lunged forward to grapple with Qi Xia.

“You son of a bitch, Little Chu…”

Chen Junnan tackled Qi Xia to the ground, while within half a second Qi Xia suddenly transformed into Chu Tianqiu’s appearance.

He grinned, his expression extremely dangerous.

Chen Junnan knew everything was finished. Just before Qi Xia left earlier, he had clearly warned that there might be “a very strange version of himself appearing.” Chen Junnan had even laughed at the time, saying “how interesting.”

Unfortunately, Chu Tianqiu’s impersonation of Qi Xia was almost completely flawless… He called Qiao Jiajin “Fist,” addressed Chen Junnan by his full name, and the way he gave suggestions and the cadence of his speech were exactly like Qi Xia himself. This sense of disorientation had caused Chen Junnan to let his guard down momentarily.

Moreover, he had never imagined that Chu Tianqiu’s purpose in coming here wasn’t anyone’s “characters” at all, but rather to smash the display screen.

“Little Chu, what a schemer you are…”

Chen Junnan immediately raised his fist, preparing to strike Chu Tianqiu, but saw Chu Tianqiu open his mouth and roll his tongue, revealing half a fresh eyeball inside.

“Chen Junnan… after I obtain this ‘Echo,’ how will you stop me?” Chu Tianqiu smiled as he bit down and crushed that half eyeball.

In the next second, a force clearly originating from the “Earth-level” burst forth from around his body. Then he suddenly extended his hand and pushed—Chen Junnan flew out and crashed into the wall.

*Thud!*

After hitting the wall, Chen Junnan fell to the ground, completely dazed for a moment. After quite a while, he slowly climbed up from the floor.

“This is Zhang Shan’s ability…” Chen Junnan said through gritted teeth. “Little Chu… you dug out his eyes… He died fighting for you, yet you dug out his eyes. Do you even have any humanity left…?”

“Zhang Shan was already dead,” Chu Tianqiu said. “Using the blood of the deceased to verify the blood of the deceased—isn’t this the most cost-effective solution? Why don’t you understand my good intentions?”

“Bullshit…” Chen Junnan said. “Didn’t you personally kill Wen Qiaoyun…? Does her blood also count as the blood of the deceased?”

“I…” Chu Tianqiu paused. “In my eyes, the ‘natives’ are already dead people. I was liberating her, not killing her.”

Chen Junnan was momentarily stunned in place, not knowing how to handle the current situation.

Although there were three people in the room, Qiao Jiajin was severely injured, Han Yimo was an enemy mole, and he himself carried the uncertain “Scapegoat” while facing off against “Heaven’s Vigorous Movement”—what kind of odds were these?

Even if “Scapegoat” really existed, how could he possibly defeat “Heaven’s Vigorous Movement”?

At this moment, he not only had to guard against Han Yimo suddenly turning traitor, but also had to find a way to divert Chu Tianqiu’s attention away from the defenseless Qiao Jiajin and transfer it to himself as much as possible.

“Damn it, Old Qi, where the hell did you go…” Chen Junnan said with an exasperated expression. “How can you drop the ball at such a critical moment even more than this master does?!”

After Chen Junnan finished speaking, he quickly realized that even if Qi Xia were here, there would be no way to fight “Heaven’s Vigorous Movement” one-on-one. It seemed the loss was already decided.

“Chen Junnan, hand over the ‘characters’ on you,” Chu Tianqiu said. “You no longer have any means of scoring. No matter what, you cannot possibly win this game.”

At this moment, Qinglong’s expression became even more exciting. He turned his head from time to time to ask Earth-Dragon, “Doesn’t this resemble me? As long as he has ‘Echo,’ he can accomplish everything by himself and doesn’t need any help from mortals at all.”

Earth-Dragon only watched Chu Tianqiu in silent silence. Because she had spent too much time with Qinglong, she had also lost her favorable impression of Chu Tianqiu.

She then looked toward a room that was currently sealed.

Just now, when Qi Xia was returning to the “staging area,” he happened to encounter Yan Zhichun and Zhang Chenze.

The two women had just finished a “Shen Monkey” game, and Zhang Chenze’s “character” had unsurprisingly been lost to Yan Zhichun.

After Qi Xia gave Zhang Chenze a few instructions and gave her a new “character,” he decisively proposed to gamble another round with Yan Zhichun—the same “Monkey,” the same venue, the same game. Without knowing the rules, Qi Xia entered the room with Yan Zhichun.

Meanwhile, after the two entered, Zhang Chenze sneakily made her way toward the opponent’s territory.

Chu Tianqiu had just passed Zhang Chenze in an adjacent room, swallowed an eyeball of “Transformation” at this bizarre timing, and came to the opponent’s “staging area” with Qi Xia’s appearance.

Both sides had deployed their killing moves, each having pushed their chess pieces into the other’s territory.

However, Earth-Dragon also knew that although the display screens in this game were fragile, Zhang Chenze was slender in build. Smashing it barehanded still wouldn’t be a simple matter. So what would she do?

In the Red side’s “staging area,” the atmosphere remained tense.

“Old Qiao… stop playing dead…” Chen Junnan thought to himself. “If you don’t get up soon, this master might have to die first.”

“What do you mean?” Chu Tianqiu asked. “Are you stalling for time?”

“You figured that out too?” Chen Junnan replied. “Of course this master is stalling for time. First, stalling until your ‘Heaven’s Vigorous Movement’ runs out. Second, stalling until that Old Qi kid comes back. Otherwise, how am I supposed to handle this situation?”

Chu Tianqiu sighed and, while Han Yimo wasn’t paying attention, reached out and grabbed his throat.

“Huh?!” Han Yimo was stunned. “I…?!”

“Chen Junnan, you go right now and take out all the ‘characters’ from yourself and Qiao Jiajin and give them to me. Otherwise, I’ll kill Han Yimo right here,” Chu Tianqiu said again.

“What the hell?!” Chen Junnan momentarily felt that Chu Tianqiu seemed to have lost his mind. “Wait… you’re threatening me with Little Han?”

“That’s right,” Chu Tianqiu said. “I never acknowledged that Han Yimo was a mole on our side, so whether I kill him or not doesn’t matter to me at all.”

“What… you don’t acknowledge…?!” Han Yimo felt his beliefs had been greatly shaken, becoming somewhat disoriented for a moment.

“Isn’t that the case?” Chu Tianqiu said. “You were recruited by Doctor Zhao and have nothing to do with me. Why would I let someone like you become our mole?”

Chen Junnan immediately understood Chu Tianqiu’s meaning. Although he wouldn’t really kill Han Yimo, he was also trying to make Han Yimo believe he had been abandoned.

This way, Han Yimo could only turn to Qi Xia’s camp and lead Qi Xia’s camp toward failure together.

“How can you not acknowledge it?!” Chen Junnan immediately spoke up to defend Han Yimo. “Do you know how hard Little Han worked to join your camp?! Even I, an outsider, was moved by it, and you’re actually denying it now?!”

After hearing this, Chu Tianqiu slowly frowned. It seemed Chen Junnan had already understood his intention. In the next round of this contest, only Han Yimo, who stood at the center of the whirlpool, would remain utterly confused.

Han Yimo blinked and said, “Chu Tianqiu, if you really don’t trust me… there’s no need to kill me, right? In Qi Xia’s camp, I can also…”

“That won’t do!!” Chen Junnan said. “Little Han, how can you be so fickle?! Didn’t we agree that if you’re Chu Tianqiu’s person, you’re his person for life! Don’t you always say ‘absolutely loyal’?”

At this point, all three people present fell into silence. Chu Tianqiu made a decisive decision, believing that killing Chen Junnan now was the optimal choice. As long as Chen Junnan remained, this plan would never succeed.

But just as he released his grip, Chen Junnan immediately opened the door and entered the nearest room.

“You son of a bitch, Little Chu, you want to kill me? Come on, come on, come kill me in this room!”