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When he arrived, he climbed through the window, employing a trick; when he left, he walked out the front door, displaying great wisdom.
Outside, Bill was eagerly waiting. Seeing Jufeng and Zhu Yao emerge with joyful and shy expressions, he could tell that things had gone smoothly.
"Brother Jufeng, how's that Reis's physique? I see you two just coming out now; it seems that guy has some decent fighting skills."
Bill stood at the door, trying to peek inside, but Jufeng kicked him away with annoyance, prompting him to stop his antics.
"Are you regretting not learning from a master back in Yanhuang City? Otherwise, you could have enjoyed this beautiful scene today. Alright, let's be serious. Although they promised to take action within three days, you still need to keep an eye on the Brothers to prevent any tricks. And about Hua Gang, pay attention to that. Just like working for Hurricane, don't drag out the war with the Unification Alliance too long. The sooner we get Mu Zhongde, that old dog, riled up and biting people, the sooner we can deal with this trouble."
Bill switched roles quickly; just moments ago he was carefree, but now he was all business. He committed Jufeng's words to memory and left the hotel, instructing the Brothers who had been watching Matthew and Claudia to stay alert before heading straight to Zhangjia City.
Jufeng had memories in the capital but did not linger. Taking advantage of the fading daylight, he boarded a plane that flew over Jincheng, where Flower Snow Moon was located, heading directly to Jicheng where Hurricane was stationed.
Jicheng, also known as Spring City, is renowned for its abundant springs and is celebrated for its picturesque scenery: "Lotus on all sides and willows on three sides; half the city is mountains and half is lakes."
Upon arriving in this city filled with gentle charm, Jufeng exited the airport and spotted Wenming waiting for him. He hadn’t informed anyone of his itinerary; it must have been a leak from Bill.
"Bill is quite cunning; it seems he doesn’t want me to catch you off guard. What has he done behind my back?"
Wenming opened the car door for Jufeng and joked as they got in, "He wouldn’t dare! Mainly he's afraid Brother Jufeng might suddenly decide to sneak off to meet an old friend at a hotel. If that gets back to your wife, Hurricane would be in trouble..."
As Wenming started the car, Jufeng looked at this steady and unambitious brother and couldn’t help but smile silently. Among everyone, Wenming understood how to grasp the concept of "moderation" best. Though Hurricane had saved his life back then, after so much time spent together in life-and-death situations, any debts of gratitude should have been repaid long ago.
Jufeng wouldn’t say something like "Wenming, you don’t have to serve Hurricane anymore," because such seemingly reasonable sentiments are often the sharpest tools for hurting feelings.
"Wenming, you're getting older; even Politeness has its goals. Shouldn't you consider your own lifelong matters?"
Civilization raised his head and met Brother Jufeng's gentle gaze in the rearview mirror. He knew that Brother Jufeng was not joking, so he had to respond seriously.
His eyes returned to the road ahead as he feigned a melancholic tone, "It's not that I don't want to, but everyone I've interacted with, aside from this group of men from Hurricane, are either from the United Heart Association or the Unification Alliance. You can't possibly think I have a preference for men. If Brother Jufeng had pacified this vast land earlier, we Brothers would have had the chance to discuss marriage."
Civilization made a valid point. Jufeng thought about the core members of Hurricane, counting them one by one; most were still single, with only himself having settled down. It truly felt like he owed it to everyone.
"Ah, it's my oversight! Well then, while spring is in full bloom, let's seize the opportunity to wrap things up with the Unification Alliance and the United Heart Association, and then find someone to help us with matchmaking."
As Jufeng took on this task, he couldn't help but feel invigorated, and Civilization driving the car also felt uplifted!
Some changes happen subtly and unknowingly, yet they can accumulate into something significant.
...
Hurricane's base in Jicheng was a bar of moderate size, contributed by a local influential figure. This person was quite resourceful; not only did he provide Hurricane with territory, but he also offered many benefits to the United Heart Association, hoping to maintain peace between both parties amidst the storm.
When Jufeng arrived at the bar, Xue had already set up dinner—simple yet delicious, just like home-cooked meals.
Currently in Jicheng were Chen Huoxiong and his team from Purple Jade Hall, so dining together meant that a few Senior Management members from Purple Jade Hall were unfamiliar faces.
The term "unfamiliar" applied because Jufeng had only seen them once during the official appointments at Canglang One Floating Life. He had some understanding of them; however, these matters were best left for Xue to manage.
As they ate and chatted, Xue recounted the combat situation with the United Heart Association to Jufeng. In summary, it could be described in four words: completely lacking fighting spirit. The United Heart Association would come out lethargically for a stroll, their voices loud and clear; unfortunately, whenever Thunder appeared, they would turn and flee upon seeing Hurricane. It was rare for them to have an opportunity for face-to-face conversation.
Holding his bowl of rice, Jufeng perked up upon hearing Xue's account and asked, "Who is in charge of them in Jicheng?"
"His name is Shi Yushu, a childhood companion of Guan Boqiang. During Guan Boqiang's time, he held significant influence and was responsible for the provinces along the Yellow River. After Guan Bochao became the president, he didn't dare to move against him; he merely placed many of his own trusted aides around him. Among the team heading north this time, one group consists of his people, while another is made up of Guan Bochao's."
Jufeng fell into a brief silence upon hearing this, chewing on the fragrant rice while contemplating how to respond.
"Have you met Shi Yushu?"
"I met him once when I first arrived here, but it wasn't a good time; there were too many people around, and he didn't let anything slip. Since then, there hasn't been an opportunity to arrange another meeting."
Jufeng nodded slightly and murmured, "It seems I have to act in secret once again."
...
Inside a luxurious villa in Jicheng, Shi Yushu returned from a meeting with a gloomy expression.
"Brother, these kids are out of line. They think that just because their master has risen to power, they can follow suit. I believe they've truly lost their minds to dare confront you publicly. Should I find someone to deal with them..."
Following Shi Yushu was a short and sturdy man whose eyes glinted with menace as he spoke. His final gesture of slitting his throat in conjunction with his repulsive face was particularly terrifying.
Shi Yushu waved his hand, signaling the short man not to be hasty. He suppressed his anger and said solemnly, "We can't act just yet. Brother Qiang died under mysterious circumstances, and Chao is too eager for centralization. Isn't he being too impatient? He wants my Brothers to be his vanguard and then come after me once he's established his power—what ambition! Let's hold off as long as we can. If it comes down to it, when the storm truly hits, we can throw this noisy bunch to the front lines; even if they die, they should die first! Hmph, that's all I've got; if I lose it all, there's nothing left."
The short man remained furious but decided not to act since his brother had spoken. However, he firmly etched this grudge into his heart; these were all people who relied on their power. Back when he fought alongside his brother, they hadn't even grown their first hairs.
Shi Yushu waved his hand irritably, signaling the short man to leave. Soon enough, he was alone in the room.
Ever since Guan Boqiang's mysterious death, the United Heart Association appeared calm on the surface but was already in chaos beneath. First came Guan Bochao's forceful rise to power, followed by a complete overhaul of previous strategies aimed at Hurricane. A series of personnel changes had left everyone anxious; it seemed like a momentary calm before the storm—an eerie stillness that foretold an even fiercer tempest ahead!
Thinking of this, he lost all desire to have a sister accompany him for the night.
The area was abundant with water; where land and water met, the winds were naturally strong. May was also a season when the air was lively, so at night, the wind became particularly vigorous.
The window was open at night.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed into the room.
The wind was like a person, and the person was like the wind.
A crisp sound echoed—a foot had stepped on a broken branch.
Shi Yushu suddenly turned around.
(To be continued)
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