Su Yuzhuo felt a bit repelled, perhaps because Iwakami Shigehiro's current behavior was vastly different from the impression she had of him, making it hard to accept for the mont.
But one thing was certain, Iwakami Shigehiro's state was very abnormal, at least from Su Yuzhuo's perspective, the other seed sowhat deranged.
"What have you been doing all these years?" Su Yuzhuo cautiously asked.
Iwakami Shigehiro laughed, "Oto-chan, you're asking the obvious. Have you forgotten our master's dying wish? Of course, I've been doing everything I can these years to fulfill his wish, to let the na of the Iwakami Clan resound once more across the Yamato Race."
Su Yuzhuo rubbed her temples; Iwakami Shigehiro's state indeed gave her a headache. She could only change the topic, "The hope you ntioned earlier, what do you an?"
"It seems both Oto-chan and I can't wait," Iwakami Shigehiro explained. "A week ago, I received a call. The other party told they could help realize my wish to restore the glory of the Iwakami Clan, as long as I t their conditions."
"Does that person's condition involve ?" Su Yuzhuo got straight to the point.
"You could say that," Iwakami Shigehiro nodded. "They want to help kill soone, and this person has a rather special relationship with Oto-chan…"
Upon hearing this, Su Yuzhuo imdiately understood that the person Iwakami Shigehiro referred to was very likely from the Devil's Concentration Camp, and regarding the person with whom she had a special relationship—it could only be Xiao Feng, without a doubt!
Sure enough, Iwakami Shigehiro continued, "The person's na is Xiao Feng. I don't know what special relationship he has with you, but I firmly believe, between the family's path to glory and personal relations, Oto-chan will make the correct choice."
Su Yuzhuo sighed, "Are you sure there's no deceit in what the other is saying?"
"Of course!" Iwakami Shigehiro showed a hint of arrogance, "Without a hundred percent certainty, I naturally wouldn't take risks. I've confird it. The other party's strength is far beyond my imagination, and even finding you this ti was thanks to their intel."
A trace of solemnity appeared between Su Yuzhuo's brows. Was this retaliatory action from the newly appointed leader?
One was soone she liked, the other was her childhood playmate. To choose one to give up ant leaving an everlasting sense of guilt within her heart. This maneuver was indeed vicious.
"Do you know Xiao Feng's strength?" Although aware there's a ninety-nine percent chance of failing to persuade, Su Yuzhuo still had to try that one percent. She didn't want to see either Xiao Feng or Iwakami Shigehiro get into trouble.
"This is precisely why I sought you out. Give a brief overview of Xiao Feng's situation," Iwakami Shigehiro said solemnly, already prepared to quickly morize the information, also indicating a willingness to target Xiao Feng.
Su Yuzhuo replied earnestly, "Xiao Feng is very strong, much stronger than either of us. I suggest not dealing with him for now—he's not an opponent we can contend with."
"Heh…" Iwakami Shigehiro scoffed disdainfully, "I see, perhaps Oto-chan never even planned to treat Xiao Feng as an opponent?"
"…" Su Yuzhuo remained silent, but sotis silence is a type of answer.
Iwakami Shigehiro snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say, that organization will naturally tell what I want to know. I ca here to remind you not to forget your mission, otherwise you'll be the Iwakami Clan's sinner!"
With that, Iwakami Shigehiro turned and left, leaving Su Yuzhuo on the hospital bed furrowing her brows in contemplation.
...
In the hotel, the personnel responsible for monitoring room 301 removed their headphones, looking indescribably fatigued, muttering, "What the hell is this, a beast or a human?"
After listening for an entire hour and a half of "heavenly sounds," he felt both ntally and physically exhausted, and rely listening made him feel this way. One can only imagine how formidable the people in action were.
In fact, at first, it was quite stimulating. That clawing feeling made him almost want to imdiately drop his pants to et the thumbelina.
But the problem is, enduring an hour and a half, no matter how "heavenly the sounds," is unbearable.
anwhile, at the hotel, Xiao Feng returned the laptop to Lu Yao, then everyone left one after another.
The little girl rode in the sa car as Xiao Feng, heading directly to Jinyue Garden, while the others, except for Chen Xiuxiu and Wang Lubo, temporarily stayed with Miao Yueqian.
"Brother Xiao Feng, you said before there were so things I can't know right now, what are they?" the little girl couldn't help but ask, "Or rather, when can I know?"
"When you can defeat ," Xiao Feng replied flatly.
"Hmph, why don't you just say you don't want to tell !" The little girl crossed her arms, looking quite angry.
Xiao Feng shook his head, ignoring the sulking little girl. So matters are better known by fewer people. For instance, Du Linlang's covert operation within the Devil's Concentration Camp—not even Lu Yao knew.
It's not about worrying about leaks, but so secrets, once they start spreading, can no longer remain secret, and a casual remark might lead to serious issues. This is also for Du Linlang's safety.
Back at the three-story villa in Jinyue Garden, the little girl cheerfully said, "The new ho is indeed more splendid than the previous one!"
Xiao Feng felt rather helpless with the little girl's quick-changing temperant, although this has perks—it prevents her from getting stubborn over thoughts.
Entering the villa, the little girl enthusiastically called out, "Qingyue sis!"
"You're here," Du Qingyue smiled. "Go upstairs and see if the room ets your expectations."
"Sure, sure!" the little girl responded eagerly, ready to dash upstairs, but upon reaching the side, saw a door open on the second floor, with Jiang Yixin stepping out.
The two exchanged glances, both froze montarily, then simultaneously uttered "hmph" and turned their faces away, appearing determined not to acknowledge each other.
The longstanding grudge between the little girl and Jiang Yixin could be traced back a long ti. During their days at Brocade Manor, their daily routine was a series of love-hate exchanges; today she hid a pack of chips, tomorrow soone took a pack of spicy snacks.
This habit persisted till now. The house may have changed, but as long as the people inside stayed the sa, nothing changed.
"Brother Xiao Feng, I'll stay on the third floor then. I don't want to see certain people right when opening the door," the little girl said, standing on the stairs.
"Hey, do you think I want to see you?" Jiang Yixin retorted angrily.
"If you don't, just close your eyes now," the little girl continued her provocation.
Jiang Yixin, undaunted, shot back, "Why don't you close your eyes?"
And thus, a grand battle unfolded...
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