The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Isn't that so... Master Zuo... would you refuse this kind of fun?" Lin Yan said in disbelief. "You should know what a tattoo on one arm means, right? Am I really afraid of her?"

　"You should be afraid of her, so be careful..." Zuo Huai sighed.

　"It's strange... you're actually afraid of a woman..."

　Lin Yan took two steps back and shook his head slightly, surprised by the sudden change in Zuo Shao, his former elder brother.

　"You don't understand. No matter how powerful she is, her unknown power is extraordinary. But if you don't dare... then there's nothing I can do."

　Lin Yan used the method of provoking, but Zuo Shao still just shook his head.

　Seeing this, he sighed and said:

　"Forget it, let's talk business. I plan to start my own business with my gang brothers. I'll put the tobacco business aside for now. Now I want to use my advantages to make a living."

　"Just get to the point." Zuo Huai lay on the sofa and turned over.

　"I'll be responsible for half of the security for the Dragon Boat Race coming up soon," Lin Yan said, hands on his hips. "I'll be leading the team myself and I'll get a base salary. I need to build a reputation right now."

　"Why are you telling me..." Zuo Huai wrapped himself in the quilt.

　"Please, you are Master Zuo, can't you use this little connection to help me?"

　Lin Yan squatted beside the sofa and looked at Zuo Shao with a depressed look on his face.

　"Did she hit you so hard?"

　"Because she really makes me feel like I'm nothing..." Zuo Huai whispered, "Heh... She's so young and yet she's already reached that level... What else can I do besides bluffing?"

　""

　Looking at the young military officer's gray pupils, Lin Yan knew that this man could no longer be his friend.

　He curled his lips in disdain as he recalled the days when he had served this bluffing fellow in his humble service.

　"Can you help me?" he asked again, this time his voice was much colder.

　"Let me give it a try."

　Zuo Shao turned over and waved his hand:

　"I'm going to go to bed."

　"Okay, go to sleep."

　Lin Yan took one last look at Jun Shao and turned to leave.

　After closing the door, he looked up at the sky, his brows slightly furrowed.

　Does that girl really have such ability?

　He recalled what Heimu had told him, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

　“What a shame…what a shame…”

Chapter 398: Can Also Overturn the Boat (Part.5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Thanks to the arrival of Jiedushi Qiuniu, the safety of Danzhou Mansion was basically confirmed, so Alice and Vivian returned to the base.

　As the time of Gu Longshu's next target's crime was confirmed, the group began to make plans against him.

　"The Dragon Boat Festival will be held in two days."

　In the center of the room, Xingmo tapped the whiteboard with her wand and explained:

　"If our guess is correct, that was the last time that Zuo Shangtang, the governor of Danzhou, appeared. It was also Gu Longshou's last chance to kill him."

　"So, we should assume that he will show up at the conference and wait for an opportunity to kill Zuo Shangtang."

　"Under this premise, our layout should revolve around Zuo Shangtang, ensuring his safety while using the simplest method possible to neutralize the power of the Ancient Dragon Hunter."

　Xingmo said, gently twirling her wand as her eyes swept over the three people sitting at the table.

　"Our first action of the Extraordinary Department is

　Isn't there a little too few people?" she asked weakly.

　"I'm not from the same department." Alice shrugged.

　"This isn't the first time," Aurora spread her hands. "The first time was the Dragon King, right?"

　"Alas, although we are few in number, our strength lies in the edge."

　Xingmo cleared her throat and felt... a little satisfied with her impromptu performance in livening up the atmosphere?

　"We need to ensure that everyone has the ability to neutralize the Ancient Dragon's hunting actions with one strike. According to the gathered information, this Ancient Dragon has mastered some of the power of the String of Truth and possesses strength between that of a Dragon King. We may not lose in a head-on confrontation, but it will easily find an opportunity to escape unscathed."

　"Therefore," Xingmo tapped the blackboard lightly, "I decided to mobilize the angel bomb."

　Angel Bullet, an ancient bullet crafted by Perlis Havrgard, is made from the rib powder of Saint Nero, the Winter Saint.

　In terms of damage specifications, this type of bullet can directly cause serious damage to an angel-class being when it hits it. If it hits a vital point, it can even kill it.

　After the establishment of the Extraordinary Department of the White Tower, Xing Mo confiscated all four angel bullets in his hands and sealed them in the storage room at the bottom of the White Tower as the secret weapon of the Extraordinary Department.

　When she came to Yanxia, ​​she took two from the inventory and carried them with her.

　"Senior Alice and Senior Vivian," Xingmo looked across the table, "one shot each?"

　"I don't need it," Vivian shook her head. "I'm not good with firearms. I might miss such a precious bullet."

　"That's fine with me," Alice nodded. "Let Vivian use her sword. If she and I were a team, it would be a perfect match."

　"No problem." Xing Mo nodded.

　This combination is very reasonable and also has higher flexibility.

　Xing Mo took a deep breath, looked at Weiweian, and said seriously:

　"Vivian, I must warn you in advance that if the situation gets out of control, I will directly play the Lachesis Nocturne."

　"Don't consider my feelings," Vivian said, "I... won't bring personal feelings into this matter."

　Yes, Perses Xia might be her brother, the shadow deep in her memory.

　But he is also a demon, a demon who has killed so many people.

　When Lin Kemu died, Vivian did not feel much sadness for him. After all, he was a tobacco tycoon who lived away from the masses and even used violence to a certain extent to protect his own interests. It was difficult for Vivian to sympathize with such a person.

　But in the neighborhood set on fire by the Ancient Dragon Hunter, when Vivian heard the children crying, when she saw the three-story building burned to ashes...

　...She understood that those innocent lives should not have died.

　"Your safety comes first," she whispered. "As for the Ancient Dragon Hunt, he was the one who started the war."

　Seeing the realization in Vivian's eyes, Xingmo nodded.

　She knew that this senior would never let her down - even though she was sometimes fragile and sentimental, Vivian would never let her down when it came to major issues.

　"Of course, our top priority is to capture him alive," Xing Mo added. "He's related to the Court of Redemption's plans in Yanxia, ​​and also to the Ice Dragon family's past. If he survives, we'll be able to learn more information. Whether it's Angel Bullet or Nocturne, they're both last resorts when the situation gets out of control."

　"Understood." Vivian nodded.

　"What about me?" Aurora stretched. "I guess you're saying... I can't show up, right?"

　"Well," Xing Mo nodded, "Little Ancestor, this time you can only stay behind the scenes."

　"The reason is simple—Jiedushi Qiuniu arrived at the scene. If he noticed your presence... we can't be sure of his character. Assuming a Dragon King sees your presence as hostility towards the Citadel, then..."

　"No, he won't," Vivian raised her hands. "He definitely won't."

　She took a deep breath and told the three people about the conversation between her and Qiuniu in the illusion.

　After she finished speaking, Xingmo nodded thoughtfully:

　"Ah... sounds like he's a... docile dragon king?"

　"You haven't read the ancient Yanxia texts, have you?" Vivian said, her hands on her hips. "Don't the ancient texts describe Qiuniu, one of the nine sons of the dragon, as something like Qiuniu, a dragon seed, who likes to listen to music and doesn't like to kill people? Of course he's docile!"

　"Are you sure this is from an ancient book?" Alice blushed. "What ancient book?"

　"Uh...historical books?" Vivian felt a little guilty.

　Where did this wild history come from?

　Xing Mo chuckled and shook her head. Well, of course she believed that what Senior Vivian said was true. At most, she might have exaggerated her own level of knowledge.

　"If that's the case, can the little ancestor observe from the sidelines?" Xing Mo said, "Keep a certain distance. It's also polite. After all, it's their traditional festival."

　"Okay, I like this style of being in control of the overall situation." Aurora was delighted.

　Xing Mo nodded, then turned to Vivian and Alice:

　"The layout of the venue should be relatively large. Since we have determined that the upper left hall is the target, we can try to narrow the scope and layout it with the upper left hall as the center."

　"When the time comes, I will step forward as the visible presence, while the two of you will remain hidden as much as possible. Don't reveal your presence until the target appears."

　"learn."

　Alice Point

　He nodded and immediately raised a new question:

　"I'm wondering... what if Gu Longshou doesn't come? Since the Jiedushi is gone, what if he avoids the risk and replans the assassination of Zuo Shangtang?"

　"No, he will definitely come."

　Before Xingmo could speak, Vivian said firmly.

　She recalled the boy in her memory: flamboyant and youthful.

　"Once he makes a decision, he will never change his mind halfway."

　Vivian narrowed her eyes slightly, and ice-blue light flashed across the surface of her vertical pupils.

　"And... I have a feeling..."

　"I'll see him again soon..."

　Zuo Huai, in pajamas, stood in front of the study door and hesitated for a long time before finally pushing the door open.

　He walked in and immediately saw the hunched figure sitting behind the table.

　That's his father.

　My father seemed to have aged overnight. There were some white streaks in his black hair, and his eyes looked a little dim.

　"father..."

　Zuo Huai closed the study door and stood opposite the desk.

　"What do you want from me?"

　Zuo Shangtang adjusted his hair, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he spoke hoarsely:

　"I'll be leaving soon."

　"You mean you've been demoted?" Zuo Huai had already foreseen it. "The Jiedushi is going to replace you?"

　"After all, under my administration, Danzhou has already been in so much trouble..." Zuo Shangtang smiled bitterly, "These things... to be honest, maybe I can only feel relieved if I get rid of them?"

　"But haven't you always wanted to be a local hero?" Zuo Huai said quickly, "Can't you try harder? Maybe..."

　He didn't know what to say next. After all, he had already given up, but he was still fantasizing that his father would continue to persevere?

　What a ridiculous thing this is.

　Seeing his son like this, Zuo Shangtang's mouth curled up slightly.

　He stood up, walked to Zuo Huai, and gently placed his hand on his shoulder:

　"Kid... I'm old... and not useful enough, it's that simple."

　"Denzhou... doesn't need me, and my vision may not be realized here... What can I do?"

　"Look at your two Uncle Lins. Honestly, I've at least saved my life, and I'm not completely without opportunities in the future, but they're already dead... That's karma."

　"And the price I have to pay is just a black hat."

　Zuo Shangtang sighed and looked at his son with rare tenderness.

　"As long as the Jiedushi arrives, I must unconditionally hand over my position. Look, even today when dragons no longer rule, dragons still have power over us."

　"They never left," Zuo Shangtang said hesitantly, "but..."

　He shook his head, swallowed the second half of his words, and then looked directly at his son:

　"But you can still stay here, son. You can still stay in Danzhou. There is still a place for you here. At least you don't have to be homeless like me."