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I have traveled around abroad for this long, just to find some clues in the places he has been. The information about this assassin group is what I uncovered, and his true target is you!
At this moment, my mind exploded with shock. I was left speechless, my expression frozen in that instant, as if this sudden revelation had pierced through my brain, leaving me unable to think!
After a long while, I stammered, pointing at myself, "Me?"
"That's right, it's you!" He has been laying this chessboard for years. He was certain back then that we would unite. The simplest way to defeat our opponent is to target their children, and among us, you are the only male. He would go to any lengths to bring you and our daughter together, ultimately aiming for you. Once you're dead, the general's power will crumble! It's far more effective than direct confrontation and much easier too!
I had a question; I always felt that this wasn't his ultimate goal. Killing you would be too easy and wouldn't justify his years of hiding. There must be another reason; perhaps he is plotting an even greater conspiracy.
After hearing all of this, my emotions were beyond words; it all stemmed from Su Xuan!
They quietly waited for me to respond, not a single person breaking the silence as they gave me time to process.
Finally, a word escaped my lips: "What should I do?"
This was no longer something I could resolve on my own. No matter how much I thought about it, Su Xuan had already set his sights on me; there was no escape.
Ouyang Xiong was about to speak when Zhao Changsheng jumped in first, saying, "Have you both forgotten about Mo Li?"
Upon hearing Zhao Changsheng's words, Wang Shang and Ouyang Xiong fell silent; they had almost forgotten about him. If Su Xuan was the one controlling the game, then Mo Li must be the piece that could control the entire board.
Has that old man also made a move?
I suspected that this attack was orchestrated by him—just a suspicion.
Still reeling from the shock brought on by Su Xuan, I wondered who Mo Li was.
Old Zhao looked at me for a long time before asking who Mo Li was. For a moment, I was at a loss for words. My son had just turned two months old, yet he was being dragged into this turmoil that would last over a decade. As a father, Zhao Changsheng felt quite uneasy about it.
"Xiao Lun, you don’t need to worry about him. We just wanted to inform you of these matters. As for your decisions, it’s entirely up to you; I will support any choice you make."
I slowly raised my head to look at the four of them. "Do I have a choice?"
"Of course you do! I still have some say in this matter," said Zhao Changsheng.
"Old Zhao, when you were young, did you ever find yourself being chased with knives and guns? Did you have any choices then?"
Hearing this, Zhao Changsheng simply smiled and said nothing. He got the answer he wanted from my words.
Perhaps in the future, the name Zhao Lun will gradually resonate throughout the lake and beyond.
"Hey! You little bastard! Whatever your plans are, I don’t care. But if I see my daughter crying because of you like that, I'll break your legs!"
Ouyang Xiong didn’t understand why after I said that, Zhao Changsheng fell silent. He didn’t want to get involved; he didn’t care as long as his daughter was safe—nothing else mattered.
I gave him a firm answer.
Now the factions are becoming quite clear. Su Xuan and Mo Li are on one side, while you, Dad, and Ouyang Xiong form another front. The three of us are united, and I estimate that the other two will gradually make their choices as well.
Having discussed that, it’s time to talk about our matters, Zhao Lun. I’ve already told you everything regarding the situation, and in return, you need to accept one of my conditions.
Hey, Wang Pangzi, don’t push your luck! I’ve already agreed to two of your conditions; now you want another one?
Hearing this, I realized how naive I had been. No wonder Zhao Changsheng could sit calmly and talk with Wang Shang; it turns out he had already promised him some things.
Dad, it’s fine. Let him speak. What’s the condition?
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