Standing before the tombstones of An Muyang and Lan Dieyi in the martyrs' cemetery, An Moxue said to them, "Rest in peace! The enemy has been almost wiped out. The next time I come to see you, perhaps they will all be gone to join you. I will carry on the legacy of our ancestors and do my best to protect this nation and country. Your family must be happy!"

The howling north wind whipped up a whirlwind that came toward her, then drifted away into the distance, finally settling into calm, as if in response to her.

She stood there for a while longer before driving away from the cemetery.

This place feels familiar, with hardly any changes to the bricks and tiles; yet it also feels strange, as there's no one she cares about, and no one cares about her.

Back at the National Security Bureau, An Moxue discussed the upcoming tasks with Director Hou before preparing to leave.

Finally, Director Hou instructed: "Be extra careful when you're out alone."

An Moxue, at this moment, acted like an obedient junior and said, "Yes, I will, Director. Thank you for your help with what I asked you about."

Upon hearing her say that, Director Hou's warmth vanished instantly, and he shooed her away like a fly, saying, "Get out of here! Get out of here! You're just giving me trouble."

"Thank you for your trouble, Director. I'm leaving now, I won't bother you anymore."

An Moxue came and went in a hurry. When she stood on the border of Outer Mongolia, she looked back at the scenery behind her, then got on her motorcycle and quickly left.

In a small town closest to the border, An Moxue is making a phone call at a post office.

"Hello! Is this Doze? This is Jido."

A voice, both anxious and excited, came from the other end of the phone: "Miss Jido, you finally have news! I was so worried!"

Upon hearing this, An Moxue wondered what had happened that had made Duoze so anxious.

Very rare.

An Moxue comforted her, "What happened? Tell me slowly. We can always resolve this."

The voice on the other end of the phone was still somewhat urgent, but noticeably better than before. "It's about the Uriyangkhad and Namudulu clans. Not long after you left, these two families took action, a joint operation. They say they've made a major discovery in Anping County, Feilong Province, Lan Kingdom, and have already dispatched a team of fifty people to go there."

Are our people still following them?

"Following him all the way."

"Have our people report these people's detailed information to the Anping County Public Security Bureau Chief, and the problem will be mostly solved. It's better for these people to stay in Lan Country. As for here, discreetly send the information we've gathered about these two families to their rivals. Someone will cause trouble for them and help us. A family that's already struggling will only become more chaotic. We should try to profit from this; if we can't, we shouldn't be greedy. We can earn it elsewhere. Understand? Just do as I say. Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there have been constant assassinations in Osiri these days, and many of our men have been injured. If you go back, you must be careful."

"Hmm, were there any deaths?"

"No. But the situation over there is not optimistic."

"That's good, I'll take care of it when I get back."

"I hope you won't go back anytime soon. Freda also thinks so. Your safety is the most important thing. He'll handle things over there."

An Moxue was still worried about the company's normal operation. This was a crucial moment after securing the oil well. "What about the company? Are any people injured?"

Duoze said with some difficulty, "The manager injured his arm, but it was because of his wife that he was able to work without being affected. Everyone else is fine."

An Moxue thought of her good manager, whose work was impeccable, but that lady was a real drag on. Even sending bodyguards couldn't prevent it. She was really good at causing trouble. She was quite a character!

"Okay, we'll talk in detail when I get back and we meet. I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, An Moxue felt relieved. She had predicted before she left that things would turn out this way, or even worse, so things were already much better now.

*

On the morning of the third day, when Duoze saw An Moxue, he almost knelt down in gratitude. Thank goodness, Miss Jiduo was finally back!

Seeing his expression, An Moxue chuckled and said, "Alright, stop making that face. Come in and tell me. Did things go according to my instructions?"

Duoze said, "The orders have already been given. The main problem is that the Uriyangha clan and the Namudulu clan made a big fuss before the meal, spreading the word everywhere that they had definite news that they would definitely be able to find something and bring it back. They were as certain as if they would be able to get it back as soon as they went. The news spread like wildfire, and we can't help but worry."

An Moxue smiled and said, "Yes, they're going now, thinking it's a good thing, but little do they know, it's a road with no return. I'll tell you something: there's a nationwide crackdown over there, and they'll definitely not come back. I just got back."

Duoze's eyes lit up: "Really?"

An Moxue's smile widened, and she said, "Really? Are you relieved now?"

"Um."

"Tell me about recent events in China."

"With the Lunar New Year approaching, we're still talking about the same old things. However, the government recently proposed to increase preferential policies for ordinary people, so their lives might get a little better starting next year. Because this is the first time such a significant policy shift has been implemented for ordinary people, it has generated a great response among them."

"We'll have to see. It doesn't concern us much, but when people have more money, any business is easier to do. That's good news. Remember, never ignore government policies. They're the guiding force. Only by grasping the right direction can we achieve long-term development in a place, just like this oil well bidding in Osiri. Although the risks are high, the potential profits are also high, aren't they?"

"Didn't the Zalari and Borji families cause trouble this time?"

"They acted very proactively, but they didn't take any concrete action, which is what I find strange."

An Moxue thought for a moment and said, "There must be something fishy going on. Here's what we'll do: you find a few people to tidy up my house, and I'll prepare some invitations for you to send out. Make sure the catering is high-end. I'll do some research and maybe we'll find a breakthrough."

"Yes, I'll go and give the order right away."

"Send someone to deliver a message to Miss Guo'er, saying that I'm back and asking her to see what she's been up to and if we can meet sometime. Go now."

"Yes. Right away." After saying that, Duoze left the house.

An Moxue was thinking about the Wuliangha clan, Namudulu clan, Zhalali, and Borji clan. These clans had been eager to find the An family's ancestral treasure for many years, but how could Zhalali and Borji give up so easily?

It's unrealistic. The more manpower and resources they invest, the stronger their resentment will become, the deeper their obsession will be, and the less likely they are to give up easily. What kind of game are they playing?