Chapter 99: Harpoon?

Chapter 100: Han Yimo's Worries

"Ah..." Han Yi Mo's eyes gradually filled with panic. "Aren't those holes filled with yu cha?"

Upon hearing Han Yi Mo's words, Qiao Jia Jin decisively set down the desk board and walked over to the wall to peer into the holes.

It was a shock at first glance. "Damn!" he shouted, quickly stepping back a few paces. "They really are yu cha! The holes are full of yu cha that are 'retracting'!"

Panic erupted among the group, with cries and shouts rising one after another.

Meanwhile, Qi Xia continued to look at Han Yi Mo with a complex expression.

"You knew there were yu cha in there already?" Qi Xia asked.

"No... I just happened to see it by accident..." Han Yi Mo's eyes kept darting away, clearly lying.

"Could it be that you also..." Qi Xia stared at Han Yi Mo in a daze but swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Han Yi Mo remembered it too.

He had hidden this fact.

From another perspective, it seemed that everyone who remembered past events had received cards from the ren yang.

Since Qi Xia didn't know what would happen if memories were exposed, he chose not to call him out.

"There's no need to be afraid," Qi Xia said, changing the subject and looking at Han Yi Mo seriously. "The yu cha won't pierce through you this time."

"But... but Qi Xia..." Han Yi Mo seemed to have something to say but didn't know how to start.

If Qi Xia's guess was right, Han Yi Mo wanted to say, "I was pierced last time."

"This time, we'll adjust the positions. You stand between me and Li Jing Guan," Qi Xia said, turning to the group. "If there's no gap around you, the yu cha has no reason to pierce through."

Han Yi Mo glanced at Qi Xia with a touch of gratitude and nodded blankly.

Once everyone had calmed down, Qi Xia rearranged the team's positions.

He made sure each woman had a man nearby and protected Han Yi Mo as well.

After all, Han Yi Mo was also a hui xiang zhe, and keeping him alive was the right move.

"Additionally, I need to set up an emergency plan. Everyone, come over here," Qi Xia directed. "If anyone's desk board becomes unstable later..."

Qi Xia finished arranging everything and had the group stand in formation early, pushing all the desk boards together to form an unbreakable cone.

Standing inside the cone, everyone was back to back, unable to see a trace of light in the darkness.

Qi Xia could feel Han Yi Mo trembling constantly beside him, as if this formation offered no sense of security at all.

"Sorry..." Han Yi Mo seemed aware he was drawing attention and apologized quietly. "I've always had claustrophobia. I've been afraid of enclosed spaces and total darkness since I was little."

As soon as he said that, Qi Xia suddenly thought of something.

Han Yi Mo had been struck by yu cha in the dark cone and pierced by a giant sword in the dark dawn.

Could this all be related to his "claustrophobia"?

Suddenly, a huge whooshing sound echoed around the cone.

"It's coming!"

At Qi Xia's command, everyone shifted their weight and firmly braced the desk boards in front of them.

After all, Qi Xia's strategy seemed foolproof, so the key was to keep the cone stable.

The yu cha began raining down like a storm, and everyone felt their palms stinging from the impacts. Fortunately, the nine of them were prepared this time, and the cone held firm beyond belief.

"Bang!"

A massive thud sounded in front of Xiao Ran, and the desk board in her hands was knocked askew.

A blinding light pierced through the gap, and Qi Xia sensed trouble—Xiao Ran was right in front of Han Yi Mo, and if a yu cha shot through that gap, it would certainly kill him.

"Turn!"

At Qi Xia's shout, everyone grabbed their desk boards and pivoted to the right.

The entire cone spun like a top in the storm, not only meeting the yu cha at an angle but also rotating continuously, blocking any that tried to enter the gap.

After two rotations, Zhao Yi Sheng steadied the desk board for Xiao Ran.

"Stop!"

Qi Xia shouted again, and everyone held the desk boards steady, like rain-soaked bamboo shoots taking root.

As the collisions around the desk boards gradually lessened, the yu cha assault slowed, and after another half-minute, the impacts ceased entirely.

"Is it over?" someone whispered.

"Wait one more minute," Qi Xia said cautiously.

No one objected, and they waited quietly in the silent cone for another minute.

Qi Xia carefully lifted his desk board.

He glanced at the now-safe room and patted Han Yi Mo on the shoulder. "See, we're going to be fine."

Han Yi Mo was still trembling but nodded gratefully. "Is it really over... But I just feel like..."

The others also lifted their desk boards, only to be stunned speechless by the scene before them.

The two bodies on the floor were now like porcupines, covered in yu cha, with blood splattered everywhere, creating a hellish sight.

"Oh? What's this?" Li Jing Guan picked up a yu cha from the ground with exaggerated flair. "It seems like there's writing on it."

Qi Xia shook his head helplessly—asking Li Jing Guan to do this was really pushing it.

While Li Jing Guan led the group to examine the yu cha, Qi Xia checked on Han Yi Mo again. He still looked frightened, but his condition was much better than before.

"Han Yi Mo, I told you we'd be fine this time."

Han Yi Mo managed a bitter smile. "Qi Xia, thank you... But for some reason, I always feel like those yu cha are meant to hit me."

Qi Xia was about to say something when he suddenly felt something was off.

A faint chain rattling could still be heard somewhere in the room.

Could there be more yu cha?

Qiao Jia Jin seemed to notice it too.

A rope was stretched taut, hanging in the middle of the room.

"What the heck is this?" Qiao Jia Jin examined the rope and saw that both ends were in the holes, unlike the ropes tied to yu cha on the floor.

Qi Xia was puzzled too.

Why were both ends of the rope in the holes?

Where was the yu cha?

Qiao Jia Jin stepped forward and gently touched the rope, feeling it vibrate slightly. "This is weird..."