Surrounded on all sides, Wan Jie appeared completely unruffled. His gaze swept over the crowd, lingering a bit longer on Zhuo Jun and Fu Huo.
"Abnormal Events have erupted throughout the city, and the great disaster has already arrived. Even if the things you used to be good at were useful to me, would they be useful to ghosts?" Wan Jie's gaze then shifted back to Jing Tashen, "I have no interest in competing with you for anything. The power you seek seems no different to me than dung. I just don't want my team members to continue dying in vain."
Turning his head, he glanced at Bai Xiao once more, "You think our security department is heartless, treating investigators as cannon fodder, but in reality, we ourselves are just tools in the hands of others. Does a knife need feelings? Being able to cut through flesh and blood is enough."
Gripping the black cipher case, Wan Jie walked towards the exit, "If you change your mind, you can come find me anytime."
