"But the importance of that person in the battle, Uncle, you saw it too! We've already benefited a lot from the Investigation Hall, doing this again..." Sifuer's voice grew weaker under the imposing presence of her elders, but both Bailang and Samikina understood her aning.
Doing this again is sowhat unscrupulous.
Looking up at his granddaughter's face filled with distress and guilt, Samikina said helplessly, "In big matters, sotis there's no room for morality and sentint, but girl, our family is definitely not the type to be ungrateful. After this incident, we will certainly find a way to compensate for the losses that the Investigation Hall suffered. You need to hold your ground, don't forget your current identity and the heavy burden you carry!"
After listening to Uncle's words, the usually tenacious Sifuer suddenly felt exhausted. She sank onto the bench and murmured with her head lowered, "But I can't deceive him! I can't deceive him anymore!" Raising her head with red-ringed eyes, she said, "I have no way to lie in front of him anymore; once, twice, thrice, his eyes seem to see through people's hearts! Every small trick I try, he sees through them. This ti, I really can't bring myself to lie to him anymore! I'm afraid..."
Seeing Sifuer's pitiful appearance, her nose red from crying, Samikina shook his head. After inwardly noting that a grown-up girl couldn't be kept around, he stepped forward, handed her a handkerchief, and sighed, "I know you're in a difficult situation. Soon you will have to endure so hardship; I will injure you." As he spoke, Samikina raised his hand to interrupt Bailang, who was about to speak, and continued, "Rest assured, my attack will be asured. Just do as I say, and I will disguise it properly. When the Investigation Hall people co to see you, you just say you were practicing and upon hearing the news, got so agitated that you ssed up your vitality and damaged your internal organs. Seeing that you've indeed suffered injuries, they won't question much."
After seeing Sifuer consider for a mont and then nod in agreent, Samikina continued to remind her, "Rember, if the other party asks about this afterward, you say you had no idea about this woman's hidden identity before; you rely assud that the Investigation Hall had normal interactions with her, and only realized sothing was wrong after a long ti, directing people to investigate, understand?"
While Sifuer had to unwillingly accept Samikina's arrangents for the sake of family interests, torn more than she was, Peng Lang and the other two were at the estate's gate, standing on tiptoe and scanning passersby for Jiang Feiyang's presence.
"Old Jiang is about to marry into the Demon Race! How long has it been, not back yet?" As their companions returned to the estate in succession, but his friend was still absent, Peng Lang paced back and forth at the gate, restless.
Having waited too long, Kong Lin, who had set up a chess stall at the gate, moved a knight and casually took out his phone, glanced at the ti, and said, "It's only been two and a half hours, aren't you being a bit too anxious? You can't just get in, do the task, and leave — that would be too rude!"
"Exactly. Seems like Old Jiang has it in the bag; maybe the two are cozying up sowhere! Here we are, ddling unnecessarily. The cursed Demon Race weather, it's so hot every day under the blazing sun, I'm oozing oil from the heat!" Qi Hua said while moving a cannon to trap the opponent's horse leg, casually taking out a bottle of cola from his dinsional ring and sipping it indifferently.
"No, Old Jiang isn't soone who lacks discretion. Though he can occasionally be muddle-headed, he's able to discern right from wrong at crucial monts. Regardless of whether he's succeeded or not, he knows we're covering for him here. Even if the woman is as beautiful as an angel, he wouldn't be there dilly-dallying, leaving us embarrassed." The more Peng Lang thought about it, the less he felt reassured, saying in a deep voice, "I always feel sothing's off, can't quite put my finger on it. No, it can't go on like this!"
Having said this, Peng Lang turned and sprinted towards the estate, leaving Kong and Qi exchanging uncertain glances, unsure what to do.
Inside the estate, team mbers who had been out all day sat in the hall boasting about their day's spoils. With so many people, and everyone in high spirits, no one noticed soone was missing from the returning group.
Only when Peng Lang rushed in urgently did Wang Wenze realize the situation and exclaid with a smile, "Hey! Old Peng! Where's Old Jiang? He was clamoring to go out for a stroll. Why haven't we seen him back yet?"
"Where's Pei Zi!" Peng Lang, too rushed to answer his question, grabbed his shoulders anxiously and asked.
Wang Wenze was dumbfounded, didn't react imdiately, when suddenly a roar sounded by his ear, "Where's Pei Yan!"
"He's upstairs taking a bath!" Hu Wenjun, who was tasting exotic fruits brought back by the team mbers, stood up from his seat and responded with furrowed brows.
Pushing himself hurriedly up the stairs, Peng Lang, upon hearing this, ran upstairs, and others knowing sothing was wrong, Wang Wenze quickly tried to follow, but was stopped by Peng Lang who shouted loudly from upstairs, "Don't co up, I have private business with Pei Zi!"
At this mont, Pei Yan was completely unaware of the happenings outside. After waking up, he imrsed himself in physical recovery and training. With his friends out having fun, he was prepared to indulge in so relaxation after prolonged combat efforts. After having his chanical avatar prepare everything as he thought.
He comfortably sunk into the bath, chose an old movie he liked, put on his headphones, and turned on the projector. While enjoying the bath, he watched the shifting shadows on the screen, occasionally taking a bite of the sliced fruit handed to him by the chanical avatar, his body and mind relaxing. Just as he prepared to switch to the next movie, the bathroom door was slamd open!
"Hey!" Seeing Peng Lang sweating all over, Pei Yan took off his headphones, expressing both helplessness and displeasure, "Can't I have a mont of privacy?"
Peng Lang looked at other team mbers gathering at the stairwell, constantly peeking in, then shut the door behind him, which made Pei Yan shudder and hastily shout, "Why are you closing the door! Old Peng, I'm not what you think I am!"
Peng Lang, stressed out, almost spat blood upon hearing this, but didn't have ti for it, he hurriedly said, "I have urgent business with you. If things aren't as bad as I imagine, great. Also, keep a secret for Old Jiang to spare his dignity, but if it's as I suspect, things could get really bad!"
Seeing his expression, knowing it was urgent, Pei Yan nodded, standing up in the bath and taking the towel handed by the chanical avatar, wiping himself and asking, "What's happened, hurry up and tell !"
Peng Lang hastily summarized the entire experience, finally revealing the address and asked, "Check now if the tracker can still lock onto Old Jiang. Is he at that location?"
While hearing Peng Lang's account and dressing, Pei Yan commanded Suzi to query Jiang Feiyang's tracking information as soon as his na was ntioned. After Peng Lang finished speaking, Pei Yan said grimly, "No need to check, he's already left the town."
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