"Oto, the reason you haven't killed him is because his stance is the same as yours, both being hunted by the Devil's Concentration Camp, isn't that right?" Iwakami Shigehiro asked.

When he asked this, his expression was particularly tense, as if he was afraid Su Yuzhuo would give a negative answer.

Belock, facing two opponents alone, clicked his tongue in wonder, silently cursing him as a sycophant.

Sycophant is undoubtedly a derogatory term, referring to someone who, even though aware the other person doesn't like them, still gives up dignity and principles, repeatedly seeking to curry favor with the other.

A ready example is Wang Lubo towards Miao Yueqian, holding on to the hope and persistence that unwavering devotion could move the other person.

This persistence, until Xiao Feng and Chen Xiuxiu showed up, was a situation that somehow improved.

However, there are those who take pride in being a sycophant, firmly believing that persistence will eventually bring them all they desire.

Whether these people's ideas are right or wrong is beside the point, but the ones who actually succeed through persistence are just a rare minority, as in most people's eyes, sycophants are linked to the word "humble".

After a moment, Su Yuzhuo let out a long sigh, slowly replying under Iwakami Shigehiro's tense gaze, "Yes, but that's not all."

He said yes, because Iwakami Shigehiro was right; Xiao Feng, like himself, was designated for elimination by the Devil's Concentration Camp, so an alliance on this point was without issue.

And saying it's not all, was because Su Yuzhuo knew very well that he had never truly intended to kill Xiao Feng, with personal feelings being the major factor here.

"Anyway, I think we can completely pause the fighting now and have a calm talk," Iwakami Shigehiro suggested, looking at Uesugi Yumi, continuing to persuade.

Uesugi Yumi snorted coldly, her tone changing.

"Iwakami Shigehiro, have you forgotten why I came all this way to help you? Do you think that if Iwakami Oto were to take over your Iwakami Clan, the previous agreement would still hold?"

Iwakami Shigehiro was immediately at a loss for words, fully aware that Su Yuzhuo could never cooperate with Uesugi Yumi, and thus the previous agreement was certainly void.

"I will naturally give Master Uesugi an explanation on this matter," Iwakami Shigehiro said with a stiff expression.

"Oh, an explanation?" Uesugi Yumi said disdainfully, "Since you've decided to break the agreement, don't blame me for being rude!"

With that said, she struck out with her cane towards Xiao Feng.

"Clang!"

Xiao Feng parried with a dagger, but was still forced to step back several paces, an unnatural flush appearing on his pale face.

In fact, anyone with eyes could see that Xiao Feng was struggling against Uesugi Yumi, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to find time to converse with Iwakami Shigehiro.

And after repelling Xiao Feng, Uesugi Yumi immediately turned sideways, her body flashing, as she moved behind Su Yuzhuo and thrust her cane forward.

Originally a wooden cane, it now appeared to take on a metallic sheen.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp object, about twenty centimeters long, like a knitting needle, shot out from the cane.

Su Yuzhuo did not turn around, sensing something amiss, with a flick of his wrist, he held the long blade diagonally against his back.

"Ding!"

Sparks flashed and vanished as the long needle fell to the ground.

Su Yuzhuo relaxed with a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate for not turning around, otherwise, the one lying on the ground might have been himself.

"Master Uesugi, we had previously agreed that Xiao Feng could be killed but no harm should come to Oto, are you planning to renege on that?" Iwakami Shigehiro asked sharply.

Xiao Feng, displeased, said, "Why can I be killed but she can't be harmed, that's discrimination, blatant discrimination!"

Iwakami Shigehiro simply ignored his protest, his gaze fixed intently on Uesugi Yumi.

"Old Xiao, doesn't being left out feel bad?" Zhao Guo'an mocked with exuberant expressions, "If it wasn't for me speaking up, you'd be left to handle the awkwardness."

Xiao Feng frowned, instinctively wanting to take off his shoe, only to find both had been flung away.

As he hesitated about whether to treat his dagger as a Flying Knife to put an end to Zhao Guo'an, Uesugi Yumi spoke again.

"Who exactly is reneging, you are well aware," Uesugi Yumi said with disdain, "Even if I were to renege, what could you possibly do about it?"

Iwakami Shigehiro's eyes focused, determined, saying, "As long as I'm alive, anyone who tries to harm Oto will pay the price."

With that, he pressed a hand to the knife at his waist, charging directly at Uesugi Yumi.

The expressions of Xiao Feng and the others became lively, no one expected Iwakami Shigehiro to turn traitor halfway through.

Yet this betrayal clearly couldn't shift the overall situation much, compared to Uesugi Yumi, Iwakami Shigehiro seemed quite overshadowed.

Sure enough, Uesugi Yumi curled her lip in disdain, seemingly amused by Iwakami Shigehiro's overestimation of his abilities.

"Bang!"

The cane slammed into Iwakami Shigehiro's chest, sending him flying and crashing hard to the ground.

"Ahhhhh!"

Iwakami Shigehiro screamed in pain, not even having managed to draw his blade, the vast gulf between an Upper-level Ninja and a Middle Ninja manifested perfectly at this moment.

"Aren't you planning to run?" Uesugi Yumi turned her attention to Xiao Feng, not even sparing a glance at Iwakami Shigehiro, as if dismissing an insignificant pest not worth worrying about.

Xiao Feng chuckled lightly, "I did think about running, because you, old witch, are so scary. Why not just kill yourself to avoid frightening children at night?"

"You only know how to brag, I'll see how long you can keep up that arrogance!"

Leaving those harsh words behind, Uesugi Yumi launched another attack, her target still Xiao Feng.

This unyielding attitude made one suspect whether she had some sort of unofficial collaboration with the Devil's Concentration Camp.

However, regardless, Xiao Feng braced himself to engage once again.

The pain in his body and the weakness of his arms constantly reminded him of his poor condition, each clash only exacerbated his injuries.

"Bang!"

After another clash, Xiao Feng clearly heard a "crack", the stab of pain in his chest indicating a rib had cracked.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Feng glanced at the surrounding thick mist, his mood gradually heavy.

Lin Zhiyan, oh Lin Zhiyan, when will you finally come?

Just as Su Yuzhuo intended to help relieve the pressure, Belock, who had been locked in a stalemate with the little girl and Lu Yao, suddenly broke free and stepped in front of Su Yuzhuo.

"Lady, ready to hit the road?"

Suppressing the anxiety within, Su Yuzhuo retorted, "Just you?"

"Just me!"

Belock nodded earnestly, then pulled a grenade from his pocket, grinning as if showcasing treasure, "Look at what I've got here."

"..." Su Yuzhuo.

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