At that mont, Wen Wen spoke up, interrupting Tong Hua's attempt to continue pouring cold water on the situation.
"At present, with the Desert Market in such chaos, those people are busy fighting to the death. In the short term, soone as non-threatening as him won't be a priority for Lei Yaoxing; he won't co first in line."
Only he couldn't possibly wipe everyone out at this ti.
Chen Xingzhou was already close to death.
Chen Yubo could die too, anyti, anyone could kill him, but the only one who couldn't let him die by his hand was himself. Otherwise, everything that happened tonight would probably be confird.
The label of being a rule-breaker would be firmly affixed to his head, impossible to remove in this lifeti.
The rules of the jianghu are sotis utterly useless, but at other tis, they weigh heavier than a mountain. When you hope your promises are believed by others, you had better act like a human being.
Unfortunately, the events of tonight have already blown away half of Lei Yaoxing's n. If he still wants to maintain a modicum of credibility as a man who honors his word, he'll need to safeguard the rest.
"Since the higher-ups are too busy to care for themselves, all we have to deal with are a bunch of little 'calamities', along with the flies that swarm to the stench."
Wen Wen said slowly, "As long as Chen Xingzhou is still lying in the hospital, you won't make it onto the threat list. The mont Chen Xingzhou bites the dust, you'll finally be able to jump ship.
In that light, the situation actually seems to be in your favor."
"..."
In the short silence, Ji Jue subconsciously glanced at Old Zhang, who pretended not to see and continued drinking tea. So Ji Jue wisely shut his mouth.
Iron Head still didn't quite understand what was happening, looking puzzled at the exchange of glances between the two people, leaving it to Iron Head Tong Hua—who never knew which pot not to stir—to exclaim in shock:
"Wen Sis, you're so knowledgeable!"
"..."
Wen Wen gave her a stern look and muttered indistinctly, "Had to... make so extra money before I joined the Security Bureau, right?"
"I get it, I get it."
Ji Jue nodded in realization, suddenly feeling a sense of camaraderie.
These days, it's hard to make a living; who doesn't have a side gig or a little hobby, right?
For so reason, seeing that 'so you do that too' look of recognition on Ji Jue's face made Wen Wen sowhat enraged. She clenched her fist harder, but due to the presence of others and in order to maintain her image, she couldn't blow his head off. She could only grind her teeth and continue, "Don't get too happy too early. Even if the storm doesn't reach you, you still have to survive the aftermath. When giants fight, they don't care how many ants are under their feet."
She suddenly asked, "Among the trusted followers Chen Xingzhou left behind, there must be a few you can trust, right?"
"Uncle Lin!"
Chen Yubo answered without hesitation, "Uncle Lin is absolutely trustworthy."
As Chen Xingzhou's confidant, assistant, and top bodyguard, if Uncle Lin couldn't be trusted, Chen Xingzhou would have been dead long ago. Moreover, long before his brother made it big, Uncle Lin had already been taking care of him, both openly and secretly.
"Alright, then get in touch with him."
Wen Wen made the decision and picked up the coarse tea leaves from Ji Jue's ho, frowning as she gulped them down. After the slight hint of alcohol had dissipated, she couldn't help but sigh.
"That guy, Chen Xingzhou..."
She said, "When I first ca to take up my post in Cliff City, he was the first to report the business details of the Northern Mountain District to . Without his support, I, a commander with no backup, wouldn't be able to sit firmly in this position.
Both officially and privately, I owe him a favor.
Tian Yuan can't get involved in this, but White Deer can."
She looked up at the young boy who was holding a teacup and blinking.
Iron Head.
In the whole Northern Mountain District, only Iron Head didn't have to worry about taking sides.
Because he's already a ss of problems.
As a mber of the White Deer Hunter An Family, it was already shocking enough that he joined the Security Bureau. Now, even if he jumped into the internal strife and fighting, it could be explained as a personal act.
Furthermore, it's only a close call.
"I'll leave Ji Jue's safety to you," she said, patting Iron Head's head.
Iron Head only blinked in astonishnt before he smiled, unopposed,
"Alright."
For a mont, Ji Jue caught a glimpse of Old Zhang looking as if he had sothing to say but ultimately said nothing, just lowering his head to drink his tea.
As if holding back a laugh.
Chen Yubo, on the other hand, was completely befuddled by Wen Wen's arrangents. If it weren't inappropriate due to his status, he might have just straight up asked, "What about ? What about ? Don't I deserve to have a na?"
Why provide a bodyguard with another bodyguard?
What kind of nesting doll situation was this?
But on second thought, with Iron Head protecting Ji Jue, and Ji Jue protecting him, that rounded up to the Security Bureau protecting him, right?
His sense of security seed to have greatly increased.
Before parting, Old Zhang patted Iron Head's head and left him with one last instruction, "Take good care of him, got it?"
"Do I even need to say it!"
Ji Jue whistled, slung his arm around Iron Head's shoulders, and gave a thumbs-up, full of confidence, "With and Iron Head, it's a sure thing!"
Back in action! Everything's back!
Isn't my sense of security surging up just like that?!
Old Zhang just smiled and said nothing, but it was Wen Wen who, after one last look at Ji Jue, suddenly beckoned, "Co here, I'll give you a buff."
"Huh?"
Ji Jue was still baffled when he felt himself, involuntarily, bending down.
Then ca an unprecedented impact and excruciating pain.
An unreserved punch!
Boom!
Ji Jue's vision went black, and he almost yelped like a dog.
When he ca back to his senses, he discovered the foreign spiritual essence on his body. Lifting up his shirt, he finally saw the complex and stunning emblem that had appeared on his abdon.
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