Task 5
Lu Zhiqi hurried to the District 8 Association branch base and applied for the next inter-district flight. While waiting for staffing, he met a rare person.
"Brother Zhiqi, what a coincidence." The young man had short silver-gray hair and his skin was an almost perfect wheat color. At first glance, he was a sunny and cheerful boy, but upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that he had overly delicate skin.
The skin color is so delicate that it doesn't look like it was tanned outdoors, but rather like it was baked bit by bit under carefully mixed oil and light.
"Are you leaving? Where are you going?" The young man saw Lu Zhiqi and approached him to chat with him familiarly. If one ignored the action of one party turning around and leaving, this scene could easily be misunderstood.
It's a misunderstanding, but they have a good relationship.
Lu Zhiqi sighed softly, his path completely blocked by the swiftly approaching figure. The young man smiled and asked again in a very ostentatious manner, "Where are you going?"
"Get out of the way, Li Falcon." Lu Zhiqi was clearly a little impatient with him. "Where I go is none of your business."
Unexpectedly, after being choked, the young man didn't show any displeasure. Instead, the corners of his mouth lifted even higher. He dodged several times, blocking Lu Zhiqi's path each time, and shamelessly chased after him and asked, "Tell me, Brother Zhiqi, where are you going?"
"You're not talking. Let me guess. Are you going on a mission? Probably not. How can you have the time for that? Then you're going to look for someone?" Lu Zhiqi ignored him, and the young man named Li Xuan actually started guessing on his own.
"Tsk." This time, Lu Zhiqi couldn't hold it in and spat loudly. Over the years, he had always presented himself as a steady and humble person in front of outsiders. Normally, he wouldn't say anything harsh, let alone words that were even slightly harsh.
But facing Li Xuan, he couldn't hide his disgust.
"Okay, it seems you really don't want to tell me." Li Xuan rubbed the back of his head twice, as if he really enjoyed the tingling sensation. "I don't know how I offended you. Why is my brother so cold to me?"
Lu Zhiqi frowned and looked at him: "Didn't your family teach you etiquette?"
Li Xuan raised his eyes calmly and said, "My family's teaching is definitely not as strict as the Lu family's, otherwise they wouldn't have killed a living person."
"My second brother must have learned well in your family, otherwise why would your father like him so much that he would take him with him even to his death."
"Li Xuan!" Lu Zhiqi said lightly, "Watch your words!" The corners of his mouth were tightened into a straight line, and his cheeks felt numb because he had clenched his back teeth too tightly.
Li Xuan was frightened by his sudden sharp eyes and spread his hands: "Well, in that case, then I have nothing more to say. I wish you good luck~" Then, as if he was very satisfied with his performance in making the other party lose his composure, he turned around and went in another direction with a smile.
"..." Lu Zhiqi quickly came back to his senses from his anger and looked at the direction where Li Xuan left thoughtfully.
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On the special plane heading to Area 12, Li Xuan was the only one in the cabin.
He was in contact with someone, and his eyes occasionally swept across the vast world outside the window.
"I ran into him at the base, there's no doubt about it. He's probably going to ask that guy for help." Li Falcon's tone was somewhat smug. "You know, with evidence handed to them, the Ryan family wouldn't want to take it, right?"
The person on the other end of the line said something that made him laugh. "Li Ming? He's nothing. He deserved to die early. He's enjoyed the stolen status of the Second Young Master for so many years. Isn't that enough?"
He played with the beads in his hand, his eyes devoid of pity: "After being dead for so many years, it can be of some use today. This can be regarded as a small reward from him to our family."
As he spoke, he recalled a little incident that happened at home a few hours ago and couldn't help laughing out loud.
...
The Li family's inherited supernatural power, "wind", is just a very common and ordinary one in the natural system, but they relied on some kind of family secret method to fight for a position as an aristocratic family in District 8.
"Brand" - using the energy of wind to carve an eternal mark on a concrete object. Even if the person who carved it dies, the brand will not be destroyed.
Instead, every time it comes into contact with someone who has a spiritual connection with the person who engraved the mark, it will resonate with them again, and that resonance will also appear on the magic circle in the secret room of the Li family.
A few hours ago, the magic circle unexpectedly erupted with a resonance reaction. The person in charge took a look and found that the place where the resonance occurred was actually the Lu family mansion in City A.
And the person who engraved the mark was not on the Li family's genealogy at all.
"It's not any of the ones listed in the family tree?" Li Xuan asked the elders in surprise, "What does that mean? Isn't the person who engraved the inscription a family member?"
The old man in charge of the secret inheritance shook his head and said, "He's not in the family tree, but he can resonate with me. So there's only one person."
"The one who was brought back from outside and replaced the Second Young Master as the tool of that plan, Li Ming."
"What? Him?" Li Xuan's reaction was exactly the same as his father's, disdainful and surprised. "But he's never been back to the ancestral home. No one taught him these things at all."
The old man stroked his gray beard, still shaking his head. "He doesn't need to be taught. As long as he has experienced extreme pain, he may be able to understand the mark on his own. But the possibility is very small."
"..." Li Xuan gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit that Li Ming's talent might be even higher than his own. "Can he have such good fortune? I don't believe it."
But his father said, "No matter what, the place where the brand resonates is at the Lu family, which means that the boy's death is definitely related to their family."
"Besides, wasn't he always by Lu Ming's side before his death? Maybe we can use this to dig up some other secrets of the Lu family." The man didn't care at all about the "extreme pain" his so-called son might have experienced. He only wanted to use this opportunity to bring down the Lu family.
"That guy Lu Zhiqi has been running rampant in District 8 for so many years, relying on the influence of that kid from the Ying family. He's caused us to be suppressed and unable to grow. It's time for him to taste the pain of losing his support."
Li Xuan looked at his father, his eyes wide. "You mean, you want to take this opportunity to completely overthrow Lu Zhiqi and make it impossible for the Lu family to recover? But he has such a good relationship with Ying Yungui, and Ying Yungui is the president. Is this possible?"
The man seemed to have thought of something and smiled. "Of course, we can't start a rebellion in District 8, but we can use external forces."
Li Xuan's eyes rolled as he followed the conversation. "Ever since Ying Xiangze disappeared, haven't some people been quite dissatisfied with our district's affairs? I'm sure they wouldn't be happy to let Ying Yungui continue to expand his power after becoming president."
"Then let's treat the Lu family's matter as a gift and let them make a fuss about it." The father and son smiled at each other and reached a consensus again.
...
Li Xuan hung up the call with his father, feeling a little excited and nervous.
He thought about what terms he should set when he met the Ryans, and what he could get for himself. "Maybe I can get a woman from their family?" he thought.
However, when he landed in Area 12 and went through a lot of trouble, and finally met Red Ryan in a small room, his previous temper had almost disappeared.
Red was already unhappy when his brother pushed him out to meet the "guest" who came from afar. He became even more impatient after seeing Li Xuan's silly performance.
"I've said so much, why don't you give me a reaction?" Li Xuan was so thirsty that his mouth was dry. He grabbed the exquisite porcelain cup and drank the tea in it in one breath, frowning and saying.
Red's appearance is too feminine, with long black hair draped over his shoulders, which always gives him the illusion of "whether this guy is a man or a woman".
So he couldn't concentrate on expressing what his father and he meant, and he stuttered several times during the expression. But the person opposite him seemed to be silent and didn't even show any expression in response.
Reid's long, delicate eyebrows finally arched slightly. He picked up his pen and wrote on the board he usually used for communication and calligraphy practice, "Are you saying that because your family's secret method has caused a reaction in the Lu family, you suspect Lu Ming is hiding other secrets, and you want to file a request with the headquarters for an investigation and a thorough investigation of the remaining information on the Lu family?"
Li Falcon slowly read the translation and curled his lips: "What? So you can understand it? I thought you didn't react at all because you were dumb and deaf."
Red's eyes twitched. He didn't want to waste any more energy on such a self-righteous idiot. After all, he knew immediately that Li Falcon's level was far from enough to make friends with aristocratic families, let alone understand much about the Ryan family.
"Really?" Red wrote a few words with some effort and asked again.
Li Xuan nodded absentmindedly: "Well, well, how about it, cooperation?" He was still asking Reid, but his eyes had already drifted away to a slim maid outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Red pondered for a moment, and just as he was about to pick up his pen, he heard the door open behind him. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was. After all, there was only one person who could come and go so freely in the house without regard for etiquette.
Red immediately stood up and greeted the person who came in respectfully.
From Li Xuan's perspective, the two men's faces don't look alike, but their temperaments are exactly the same. If there is any difference, it is probably that Red often gives people a feminine feeling, but no one will doubt the gender of this man.
Li Xuan looked at the man's face with some curiosity, and was actually fascinated by it.
"Sit down." The man's voice was as soft as silk. He motioned Red to sit down, then walked up to Li Falcon. He didn't lower his head, but just lowered his eyes to look at him.
"I know everything you just said."
The look in his eyes was clearly not kind, and even carried a hint of scrutiny. But somehow, with Li Falcon's temper, he couldn't get angry at all.
"Who knows you're here?"
Li Xun twitched his lips and said, "Well, only people in my family know."
"Are you trying to use us to bring down the Lu family, or are you deliberately making things difficult for Ying Yungui?"
"Both, both."
"for what?"
"To replace the Lu family and become the most powerful family in District 8."
Under the control of the "curse", Li Xuan's expression became more and more dull, and he answered all the questions raised by the man in a formal manner.
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"Why did you come to our house?"
"A few years ago, I heard someone say, 'The Ryan family has strong opinions about the structure of District 8 and feels that Ying Yungui shouldn't be allowed to dominate to this extent.'"
A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he quickly raised his hand to Red and said, "Go and bring Arms over here."
"Father?!" Red actually spoke out and looked at the man hesitantly.
"Go." But he couldn't change his mind.
A heavy, dark red curtain had fallen over the French windows of the small room, clearly dividing the inside from the outside. When Red came back in with a black dog nearly as tall as a man, the short-haired boy sitting there was already dead.
"Clean it up, then go to Area 8. The 'inspection order' will be coming soon." With these words, the man left the room. Red clutched the rope that controlled the black dog tightly in his hand and lowered his head. "Yes, father."
The door closed behind him, and he never got a direct look from the man from beginning to end.
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