Losa 11's voice trembled slightly.
It wasn't fake.
Although before he spoke, he told himself to try to feign hesitation, worry, and fear, after he began to talk, Losa 11 realized it was completely unnecessary.
He was truly afraid.
Facing such a meticulously arranged, interlinked 'The Planner', Losa 11 instinctively felt as if he were facing his own father or elder brother; that ingrained fear surged into his mind in an instant.
Why did he willingly come to Zone F?
To this place where the 'Losa Family's' influence was weakest?
To be a nominal 'game' leader here?
It was because he was afraid.
From a young age, Losa 11 had received the 'elite education' of the 'Losa Family': only the fittest survive.
And after seeing his fifteen-year-old elder brother coldly manipulate two of the Hundred Major Families, casting all their kin and members, a full four thousand people, into the steel furnace, Losa 11 resolved to be useless, a mere bystander.
