"No, quite the opposite. Sunset Red will only hasten the removal of its most rotten parts."
Just like Shadow Alliance, Qin Huai has been able to hold back from taking action until now, waiting for those who are not under control to be slowly eliminated.
Ji Lin lowered his gaze to hide the deep thoughts in his eyes. He couldn't entirely deny some of the points made by Ji Bai earlier.
S Zone.
"This is the house you found? Hmm, the environment is not bad."
Qin Huai collapsed onto the living room sofa like a boneless figure, his bright Peach Blossom Eyes sparkling with interest.
Hearing this, Yan Yan looked around.
It was a standalone house; although not very large, it was fully furnished. It seemed that Uncle Li had already arranged for someone to clean it, as the interior was tidy and even the refrigerator was stocked with food. Despite being in a bustling area, there was a man-made garden nearby, making it relatively quiet. This place could be considered a peaceful retreat amidst the chaos.
As he pushed open the two master bedrooms, he found them arranged just like the rooms of the two sisters back home. Even though Strict Language did not live here, Uncle Li had thoughtfully set up the rooms.
Entering the room on the right, with its warm yellow tones, memories flooded back of when Mother Yan and Strict Language had argued over the main color scheme of her room. At that time, Mother Yan insisted on using powder blue, while Strict Language dismissed her mother's youthful whims and insisted on warm yellow... and that solid wood desk that held countless memories for her.
The desk was crafted from high-quality native wood that Strict Father had painstakingly acquired and built according to a design plan. Knowing she loved wooden furniture but disliked artificial wood for its lack of spirit, he had gone through great lengths to buy it from Area A, hoping she could handle company matters at a desk she loved.
At that time, the company's freezing technology was at a critical juncture. Due to core technical issues, Strict Father often found himself stuck at work and rarely came home, creating a tense atmosphere in the household. It was during this time that Ji Yang, Yan Siming, and others began plotting to bring down the company. As she started handling some company affairs herself, she faced urgent problems right away. In her flustered state, smelling the fresh scent of that solid wood desk helped her calm down because she knew her father was working hard alongside her for their family.
Mother Yan would also bring late-night snacks into the room, gathering around that desk to guide her through various difficult issues. Whenever Strict Language tricked her into going out and couldn't find her in the study, she would come looking for her in this room. During one playful incident, she accidentally left a scratch on it, which made Yan Yan feel heartbroken for quite some time...
Lost in thought as memories flashed before her eyes, Yan Yan smiled faintly at the corners of her mouth. She touched each item in the room with one hand until she felt a familiar scratch on the edge of the desk; her eyes widened in surprise—this—
"Hmm, when I helped Uncle Li find this desk back then, I thought it was some kind of treasure. Now it seems this ordinary wooden desk holds some deeper significance for you?"
"How would you know?"
And then there was Uncle Li...
Noticing the confusion in the girl's eyes, Qin Huai wore a familiar mischievous smile and said, "What is there that I don't know? Hmm?" His deep and seductive tone rose at the end as he leaned closer, his warm breath sending shivers down the girl's fair neck.
She thought about how long Uncle Li had stayed in the E Zone, and then considered the situation he was currently controlling. Suddenly, she realized, "This table was made by my father."
He nodded knowingly, not probing into her deeper past. "Once you're done tidying up, let's get online. Ugh, that blonde guy has been bombarding me with messages. Look—"
Yan Yan turned her head just in time to see a long string of messages from the Information Broker. The most recent one was from thirty minutes ago, all asking about her situation and when she would be online.
Ding—
Another message came in.
"You need to get online soon! I have something urgent to ask you, hurry!"
Surprised at how close the two had become, she asked, "When did you get so familiar with him?"
"Ha—" Qin Huai scoffed lightly, his nonchalant demeanor hiding any underlying emotions. He teased, "He was investigating me when I caught him… so I quietly shared some information with him. By now, he and someone else should have seen what I wanted them to know."
The clueless blonde youth and his brother must have already compiled the information he had specifically given them and shared it with someone else… otherwise, that Ji Family's overprotective fanatic wouldn't have bombarded him just now.
Thinking about the interesting events to come, a mischievous smile crept onto his lips.
Seeing that familiar wicked smile on his face, Yan Yan rolled her eyes. "Who are you plotting against this time?"
"Tsk, girl, don't be so biased! It's not that I'm plotting against anyone; they're the ones investigating my information… I'm just protecting myself."
His shamelessness was off the charts!
Suppressing the urge to slap that overly smug face, she caught onto a key phrase in his words. "Identity information?"
"Want to know?" The man raised an eyebrow, his shameless grin turning into a suggestive smirk. "Whatever it is you want to know, big brother knows everything—no secrets left unspoken~"
"Shadow Organization and Shadow Alliance."
Yan Yan instantly named the two organizations, causing his smirk to deepen into something more enigmatic. "Are you sure you want to know about this?"
He nodded.
As an Online Gaming Guild, the membership was complex and difficult to vet, making it easy for spies from other Guilds to infiltrate, and some were even scouts from other factions in real life.
A few years ago, he had been too busy with reality to pay attention to online games. It was only after he started engaging with Sword Network that he began to explore the gaming world. With his exceptional talent, he quickly surpassed Beichuan, who had ranked first in overall strength within Sword Network at the time. Unfortunately, by then, Shadow Alliance and Blood Red Guild had already formed, and he couldn't fully control them to follow his plans. Additionally, with Sunset Red managing real-world affairs, he lacked the energy to oversee two large Guilds, which led to Blood Red and Shadow Alliance gradually slipping out of his grasp.
Initially, Blood Red served as an affiliate of Shadow Alliance, ostensibly taking over social engagements for Shadow Alliance. However, as membership grew increasingly complex and his control weakened, Sunset Red needed a breeding ground to nurture the useless Qin Yao. Thus, he established Blood Red Guild as a nurturing ground to slowly execute his plan.
Blood Red Guild's current achievements were indeed due to Qin Yao's contributions. Unfortunately, he had grown entirely according to Sunset Red's design, which caused Qin Weihong to look down on him more and more. In secret anxiety, Lou Yan could only eliminate him to stabilize Qin Yao's position.
After Sunset Red's death, Shadow Organization underwent a series of upheavals, leaving him with only a few loyal followers from the beginning who had been devoted to Sunset Red.
After all, exiles from E Zone were not particularly reliable.
He had made several attempts to consolidate and cleanse the organization before achieving the current state of Shadow Organization.
As for Shadow Alliance—
The relationships within the game were intricate and required careful integration. Perhaps during this Garrison Battle, he could conduct a thorough cleansing, removing the rotten parts and retaining what he desired. As for the remaining Blood Red Guild, after several interactions, he found it unimpressive; anyway, those few individuals he truly wanted had already been drawn into the starry sky.
However, if he really left Blood Red Guild unattended, it would seem a bit too lenient on Qin Yao... (To be continued.)
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