Night.
Inside a room within the Arctic Great Wall.
Several figures sat around a cold alloy round table.
The leader tapped his knuckles unconsciously on the table, making a dull "thud" sound.
Breaking the suffocating silence.
He was Ji Wuhen, a core figure in the Ji Family for this operation, second only to the ancestor Ji Wuya.
"The cargo is lost."
Ji Wuhen’s voice was like ice scraping against ice, carrying an inexhaustible chill, his gaze sharply piercing a lean middle-aged man sitting across from him.
"Third Brother! The military raided the ’Skull Ice Valley’ cargo point without a whiff of warning! Why wasn’t there a heads-up beforehand?! You’re in charge of intelligence transmission and alerts, are you blind?!"
The lean middle-aged man called "Third Brother."
Ji Wen, the secondary supervisor of the cryptographic communication departnt, his face was so gloomy it could drip water at this mont.
He suddenly raised his head, eting Ji Wuhen’s gaze without backing down, his voice equally icy and piercing:
"Big Brother! This surprise operation was ordered directly by the command, executed under the highest level of confidentiality! Even the operational briefs bypassed the regular process! My people couldn’t access core information at all! How am I supposed to notify you in advance?"
"The last reported location of Ji Lang before he went off the radar was right near the camp, I couldn’t even get in touch with him! And now you’re blaming ?!"
He beca more agitated as he spoke, slapping the table with a "bang," producing a dull sound: "But it’s not too late now either. Ji Lang managed to send out information today, which ans although the cargo is lost, the other party hasn’t reported this yet, so what we need to discuss now is how to retrieve the cargo, not to bla each other!"
Ji Wuhen’s gaze flickered slightly, and the tapping of his fingers on the table stopped.
Ji Wen’s words were like a cold bucket of water, temporarily quelling part of his anger.
"Third Brother is right."
Next to him, a young man with a sinister face and a deanor akin to a poisonous snake spoke slowly, none other than Ji Wuying, the deputy director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs’ public security departnt.
A faint, elusive smile played on his lips as he scanned the others, "Fang Qingyu choosing not to report is our biggest turnaround. This ans the cargo is still in his hands, or he knows the whereabouts of the cargo."
"As long as we can retrieve the cargo, everything can be resolved."
He paused: "But if the ’cargo’ cannot be retrieved... we have no second chance to gather so many Tier Two again."
Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces turned more unsightly as the room sank into silence again.
Ji Wuying’s words pointed out the harshest reality.
They have no way out and must retrieve the "cargo" at all costs.
At this mont, Ji Wuying’s tone shifted, carrying a hint of amusent and gravity: "I suspect that the ones who hijacked the ’cargo’ and suppressed the information are Fang Qingyu and his squad."
"Who?!"
"Fang Qingyu?!"
"The sa Fang Qingyu who killed Jiang Taixuan?!"
This na was like a bomb thrown into a calm pond, instantly arousing surprise and incredulous whispers around the table.
After a brief mont of confusion and confirmation.
Everyone’s expressions beca extrely complex.
Soone sneered: "That old dog Jiang Taixuan was already destined to be the ancestor and that lord’s food, being taken out early by Fang Qingyu doesn’t matter. Now this kid dares to proactively co and rob our cargo? Truly reckless!"
Others had tightly furrowed brows, filled with deep doubts: "No, this isn’t right! With Fang Qingyu’s character of hating evil as if it were his enemy, detesting even a speck of dust in his eyes, upon encountering such a thing, he should have first exposed it to Heaven, report to the Federation, and mobilize the army to besiege us! Why would he choose to keep it under wraps? It doesn’t make sense!"
Listening to the crowd’s discussion, Ji Wuying’s lips curled into a cold smile, he slowly said: "Why not report it? I guess... it’s because of the ancestor."
Everyone’s eyes instantly focused on him.
Ji Wuying leaned forward slightly, his voice lowered: "Think about it, where is the ancestor now? In the Cold Bone Fjord warzone! That’s the core attack direction of the Frost Corps, you all know how fierce the battle is there!"
"The ancestor is the supre commander on that battlefield, the Stabilizing Needle! If Fang Qingyu exposes this now, breaks it wide open, what will the high ranks of the Federation do?"
He glanced around, answering his own question: "Will they imdiately take down the ancestor?"
"No! They wouldn’t dare! At least not until the Cold Bone Fjord battle is finished, not until they’ve found another Tier Four strong enough to hold the front line, they wouldn’t dare make a move!"
"The most likely scenario is, to stabilize the front line’s morale, for the larger picture, the Federation would choose to temporarily suppress this matter, keep it secret, at most investigate silently, reassure that cargo, for us... it would be a matter of raising a high hand and bringing it down gently, settling accounts after the autumn!"
He paused, looking at them: "Do you think, with Fang Qingyu’s ruthless deanor, who dared to chase Jiang Taixuan for thousands of miles and behead him on the spot, he could tolerate this outco?"
"Could he endure watching us act with impunity right under his nose because of so so-called greater good?"
"Hiss—"
Everyone present, including Ji Wuhen and Ji Wen, couldn’t help but draw a cold breath.
Ji Wuying’s analysis was like a bolt of lightning cleaving the fog in their hearts.
"So..." Ji Wuying’s voice carried a hint of certainty and mockery, "He chose not to report because he simply doesn’t trust the Federation’s efficiency and resolve in this matter. He chooses to take action himself, wanting to bypass the Federation’s constraints and personally pull us out to deal with us!"
"He wants to deal with us himself?!"
Soone shouted out, their tone filled with absurdity and incredulity, as if they’d heard the biggest joke in Heaven.
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