Zhang Yuqing subconsciously sat up straight, her focus absolute.
The plan Lin Ye blurted out was very simple.
A trade.
He wanted Zhang Yuqing to go alone, taking these dozen or so roasted spider legs to the group from Ningke University Affiliated Middle School, and trade for their Exoskeleton Armor.
"Why… me?"
After hearing the plan, Zhang Yuqing's mind went blank. She asked the question subconsciously.
"Because you're a girl."
"An injured, pretty girl appearing before them alone, seeking help or a trade, is far more likely to make them lower their guard than a healthy man like me."
Zhang Yuqing's cheeks grew hot, whether from embarrassment or because of Lin Ye's use of the word "pretty."
She stared at the roasted meat Lin Ye handed her, wrapped in a large leaf, momentarily dazed.
"Remember."
"The primary objective is to trade for a suit of Floating Armor."
