Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 614 - 614 603 Pretending to be an Expert - Wu Lin

614: Chapter 603: Pretending to be an Expert – Wu Lin 614: Chapter 603: Pretending to be an Expert – Wu Lin The moon was like a silver disc, the stars sparse, Ouyang Feifei brought Di Baitian to the suburbs of East District of Zhonghai City, this time targeting Wu Lin, who was the second potential member of the Shadow Team after Di Baitian.

This man also came out of Death Prison, but unlike Di Baitian, who was detained in the deepest level of the prison, he wasn’t included in the large number of prisoners Ning Fan released at that time, whereas Wu Lin was among them.

“You know what to do, don’t you?”

Ouyang Feifei looked at Di Baitian, her gaze carrying a hint of warning.

Di Baitian’s cold face instantly softened, forcing an awkward smile.

After being taught a lesson by Ning Fan once, Di Baitian didn’t dare to disrespect Ouyang Feifei anymore, and moreover, he had been fed a poison pill.

Most importantly, if it weren’t for Ouyang Feifei pleading on his behalf, Ning Fan would definitely have used him to make an example.

“Of course!”

Di Baitian took a deep breath; his life was in the hands of Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei.

If he didn’t perform well and improve their impression of him, his position would become exceedingly awkward as the Shadow Team grew stronger.

Leaving an impression of being unruly to Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei, even if he restrained himself later, he knew that Ning Fan didn’t think highly of him.

If he didn’t perform well, not to mention improving their impression, losing his life would be the true injustice.

Suburban forest, deep inside there was a hunter’s cabin, it had been there for over twenty years, long abandoned.

According to reliable information, Wu Lin, who had escaped from Death Prison, was hiding there.

Upon arriving at the location, Di Baitian took the lead toward the hunter’s cabin built in the forest.

“Is anyone there?” Di Baitian asked coldly, feeling someone’s presence in the cabin, which clearly paused for a moment as he approached.

Shortly after, the cabin’s wooden door opened, a vague shadow appearing at the doorway.

“Are you Di Baitian?”

The man looked at Di Baitian with some surprise, evidently not expecting to encounter Di Baitian here.

Seeing that Wu Lin recognized him, Di Baitian thought to himself that this would be easy.

With his reputation from Death Prison, recruiting this guy might not be too difficult.

He patted Wu Lin’s shoulder and asked, “Interested in joining us?”

“You guys?” Wu Lin’s eyes sparkled with interest, his otherwise nondescript face betraying no emotion.

Wu Lin’s appearance was plain and unremarkable, not ugly but just ordinary.

In a crowd, he was the least noticeable—one.

Exactly because of this, he was naturally suited for intelligence work.

He was not only good at disguising himself, but he also knew how to read people.

“Yes, I’ve joined an organization.

Interested?”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you know who let you out of Death Prison?”

“Oh…

you mean Asura!”

Wu Lin’s lips curved into an interested smile, and Di Baitian smiled too.

Hearing the name Asura, this guy should be intrigued.

After all, the man he was about to follow was the notorious Asura, who had recently achieved something significant—destroying the Fang Guild.

“I am indeed interested.

What is this new organization you mentioned, isn’t it the Phantom Guild?”

Wu Lin curiously asked, his gaze piercing through Di Baitian to look at Ouyang Feifei behind him.

Mentioning Asura naturally brought to mind the Phantom Guild he was bound to, but now that Di Baitian had come to invite him, it seemed unlike he was inviting him to join the Phantom Guild.

It appeared that Asura had established a new organization.

Through a brief exchange, Wu Lin had roughly figured out the situation.

He didn’t rush to agree but kept asking unrelated questions.

Di Baitian suddenly found himself in a difficult position.

Normally, the affairs of the Shadow Team were not to be disclosed to outsiders.

Even though this guy was considered a potential recruit by Ouyang Feifei, as long as he hadn’t officially joined the Shadow Team, Di Baitian had to maintain the utmost caution toward him.

“There are only two members in the Shadow Team right now,”

Ouyang Feifei suddenly came over and said, looking into Wu Lin’s eyes.

Wu Lin looked at Ouyang Feifei.

Di Baitian introduced her: “Ouyang Feifei, the leader of the Shadow Team, who might be your superior in the future.”

“I have heard of you, a female assassin from the Yun Ci Guild.

You seemed to have been in Death Prison before as well.”

Wu Lin had heard of Ouyang Feifei, but he didn’t have much specific information, just snippets heard from prison guards and other prisoners in Death Prison.

However, this Ouyang Feifei had transformed, become a favored person by Asura’s side, and was also establishing a new organization with him.

Wu Lin wasn’t foolish, he could discern some things already.

“Since it’s Asura’s organization, naturally I have no problem.

Miss Ouyang, may I join your Shadow Team?”

Wu Lin smiled slightly, his tone quite sincere.

It seemed he truly intended to join the Shadow Team.

The negotiation was already nearing its end, and Ouyang Feifei relaxed, extending her hand toward Wu Lin wanting to shake hands.

“Then I will be in your care!”

Wu Lin’s mouth curved into a smile.

Just as his right hand was about to grasp Ouyang Feifei’s extended hand, a dagger flew out from his sleeve.

He sneered, and in the moment of Ouyang Feifei’s astonishment, he was ready to assassinate her.

“Damn!”

Di Baitian cursed, True Qi burst forth, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Ouyang Feifei’s side and pushed her aside.

“You bastard!”

Suddenly, Di Baitian’s arm was slashed, leaving a long, bloody gash that incessantly emitted fresh blood.

Wu Lin’s expression changed.

He had underestimated Di Baitian’s strength; he hadn’t expected him to react so quickly.

The rumors were indeed true; Di Baitian’s strength was extraordinary, which explained why he had been confined in the deepest level of Death Prison.

“Dammit!”

Seeing his assassination attempt fail, Wu Lin pulled out a smoke bomb from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

His figure was immediately enveloped in white smoke, and he disappeared from their sight.

“Are you alright?” Ouyang Feifei asked Di Baitian, looking somewhat guilty.

She had been somewhat careless.

Looking at Wu Lin’s reputation, he wouldn’t shy away from doing anything for money.

Initially, the reason this guy had attacked was probably to decapitate her and exchange her head for money.

Di Baitian shook his head, a cold expression on his face.

He had actually been injured by an unknown miscreant.

If he didn’t take revenge for this, he would never be able to let it go.

So, in the next second, Di Baitian chased after him.