Is this the headquarters? Does that an all the elite mbers of the Red Butterfly gather here?
The so-called Bloodthirsty Thirteenth Young Master, the top assassin—is this where they usually rest?
At this mont, Xiaofan's heart was racing. He had finally infiltrated the Red Butterfly's headquarters. This ans that if he sends the location map back to the Yanhuang Soul, Grandpa Fan could dispatch people, and the Red Butterfly could be completely eradicated.
By then, any research institute or Federation Bureau staff wouldn't stand a chance.
"Black Mantis, do you know your cri..."
Just as Xiaofan was excitedly planning how to eliminate the Red Butterfly headquarters, Zhu Fan's words made him frown.
"What cri have I committed?"
"How dare you! Is that how you speak to the boss?" Cui Yuan imdiately shouted angrily from the side.
"Hmph, you were transferred to the North Gate for less than ten days, and the North Gate completely crumbled. As the lord of the North Gate, shouldn't you bear so responsibility?"
"Seriously? I have to take responsibility for this? Clearly..."
Just as Xiaofan was about to defend himself, Uncle Zhong tapped him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "The organization is strict with rewards and punishnts. As the North Gate's sect leader, even if it wasn't your fault, you must be penalized to so degree. Endure the punishnt, and it'll all be over."
So that's it. No wonder Zhu Fan brought him here specifically, and even intended to punish him in front of so many people. It was to demonstrate the organization's strict rules.
"Alright, I'll accept the punishnt."
"Soone, bring in the Law Enforcent Device." Upon Xiaofan's admission, Zhu Fan imdiately said loudly.
The so-called Law Enforcent Device was actually four short knives, and these four knives were the tools for punishnt.
Seeing these four short knives, Xiaofan's brow furrowed deeply once again.
"The organization has rules. When a higher-up makes a significant mistake causing loss to the organization, the heavier punishnt is to commit suicide by disembowelnt, while for ritorious individuals, four stabs. Black Mantis, as the North Gate's sect leader, you bear unshirkable responsibility for the North Gate's loss. Of course, this event wasn't directly your fault. Thus, you must endure these four stabs. Go on."
The speaker was the Hall Master of the Law Enforcent Hall, who ca over with the knives. Judging by his deanor, this wasn't his first ti handling such a matter.
"I told you I didn't want to go to the North Gate, but you insisted..."
With a wave of his hand, Xiaofan clenched two short knives tightly and 'swish' 'swish' crossed them into his shoulders.
"Mantis..." Li San called out hastily from the side; this was no joke.
In fact, everyone present understood that the North Gate had already been targeted by the Yanhuang Soul. It had nothing to do with who was the sect leader. If it were the forr sect leader, they would have had to endure these four stabs as well, wouldn't they?
However, this young man here had considerable backbone, coming in right away and taking two stabs at once.
Seeing Li San's impulsive inclination, Xiaofan quickly gave him a look, signaling him to remain calm.
Li San clenched his fists tightly, unable to suppress his anger, however much he tried. But he had to hold back; this was the most critical mont, and nothing could go wrong.
'Swish.'
The third stab—Xiaofan picked up the third knife and stabbed it deep into his thigh.
These guys, honestly, who knows what they sared on these knives. Once piercing the wound, an intense fiery pain surged, and with it, sweat dripped down Xiaofan's forehead.
What is this pain compared to? Nothing compared to the ti he was poisoned by Black Scorpion. Nothing compared to the heart-wrenching pain of parting with Zuimo. It's nothing.
Fourth stab.
Xiaofan's hand holding the knife began to tremble—not because of the severity of the wound, but because the pain was intense. Surely these knives were coated with chili, saltwater, or so other irritant. Otherwise, how could it hurt so much?
"Stop..."
Just as Xiaofan was about to strike with the fourth knife, Zhu Fan finally spoke.
"The current situation is very tense, and we need you active. If you stab this fourth knife into your thigh, you might not be able to move freely for a week. So, you can hold off on this stab for now. If you achieve sothing remarkable once this is over, I can pardon this stab for you."
"Phew, saved." Xiaofan let out a slight sigh of relief, put the knife down, and then removed all three knives from his body. Blood began to gush out.
A few prepared won quickly rushed over and took Xiaofan to a neighboring room to bandage his wounds.
Their swift movents efficiently stripped Xiaofan of his clothes and pants, administering treatnt and bandaging him expertly.
"Alright, let's put this matter to rest for now. You should get so rest and be ready to keep watch at the research institute tomorrow. The situation is very tense these days."
Returning to the main hall, Zhu Fan spoke to Xiaofan softly before leaving on his own.
The experts in the hall gradually dispersed, apparently. It seems Xiaofan's visit here today was to familiarize himself with these top figures, indicating that he is now fully integrated into the inner circle of the Red Butterfly.
In all honesty, if not for his grievances with the Red Butterfly from the start and his purposeful approach, many would have wholeheartedly stayed loyal to this organization and served Zhu Fan after all he had gone through.
"Uncle Zhong, Zhu Fan already has so many experts around him. Why does he insist on keeping in the organization? I really don't understand." Xiaofan asked casually on the way back.
"Perhaps he sees more potential in you than in others? Honestly, you've shown so skill. But his suspicious nature leads him to test you in various ways. You shouldn't worry too much. Once you pass these trials, everything will be alright."
"Do all these experts live here?" Xiaofan asked again.
"Why are you asking about this?" In the organization, there are many things that shouldn't be casually asked.
"Just curious, what would happen if a fight breaks out?" Xiaofan said lightly.
"A fight? Haha." Uncle Zhong chuckled gently, not answering Xiaofan's naive question.
Here, everyone values their life very much. How could they casually get into a fight with experts? They wouldn't recklessly form enmities, because you never know who might stab you in the back at a pivotal mont.
Uncle Zhong was also deeply hidden, but Xiaofan no longer had ti to understand further. In the remaining ten days, Xiaofan carefully considered a plan—a plan to wipe out the Red Butterfly completely and ensure it cannot recover.
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