Wendy Yushan’s eyes flickered with killing intent. “Why do you want to kill Lu Yin?”

Scholar Newmoon sighed. “If I don’t kill him, then what will happen to us Enlighters’ dignity? Right now, a mere Limiteer has been falsely declared to be the nemesis of Enlighters. It’s too presumptuous.”

“It’s you guys who went too far,” she coldly retorted.

Scholar Newmoon smiled. “Is that so? You’re still young, so you don’t understand. When you reach my position, the universe’s rules become unimportant. Resources belong to the universe—not to an individual, and not a certain power either. If I need it, then I can take it for my use. Is that too difficult to understand?”

“Even though you’re called a scholar, you still believe in methods such as robbing by force,” Wendy Yushan berated. 

Scholar Newmoon shook his head and sighed again. “You don’t understand, and I don’t expect you to either. Alright, pass me the secret technique, and I can spare your life. I may even take you as my disciple.” 

Wendy Yushan’s right hand clenched the hilt of her sword while her left clutched the Money Bomb. 

In a distant tower, Puyu and Liu Shaoge watched the events unfold. Puyu confidently said, “Things become more certain when an Enlighter senior takes action.”

Liu Shaoge’s eyes flickered; nobody could tell what he was thinking.

Inside the courtyard, Wendy Yushan pushed Zhao Ran to...