Chapter 137 Anping's Identity Exposed (Second Update) The Third Match...
The third match was a war, and Sang Zhitao's performance of "White Bird" won the match overwhelmingly.
After the match ended, she saw a familiar werewolf figure standing at the exit and instinctively grabbed Anke's arm: "It's him!"
An Ke subconsciously turned her head to look, and when she saw the other person's face, her brows furrowed: "Are you sure?!"
Sang Zhitao nodded: "Putting everything else aside, my memory is still pretty good. I would never mistake that wolf head."
An Ke was filled with doubt. She looked closely at the elusive werewolf opposite her in disbelief before turning to Sang Zhitao and asking, "Do you know who the other person is?"
Sang Zhitao obediently shook her head: "I don't know, they can't be a good person, can they?"
An Ke twitched her lips: "My cousin."
"Huh?!" Sang Zhitao looked at the werewolf in surprise, then at An Ke. "You?! My cousin?!"
Anke nodded silently, then continued, "He has another identity."
"What?" Sang Zhitao looked curiously at the werewolf who had already hidden away.
“First Guard Army, White Tiger Battalion members,” An Ke said, taking a deep breath.
"What?! He's a soldier?!" Sang Zhitao stared incredulously at the other person's tall figure, then looked at An Ke. "Are you sure?!"
Anke rolled her eyes at her: "I'm a werewolf. We can't go wrong recognizing our own people, especially since I recognize him."
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow and looked at An Ke, seemingly looking forward to what she would say next.
Anke continued, her lips twitching, "We grew up together, always bickering and fighting until he joined the army and I ran away from home to enter the entertainment industry."
“I see…” Sang Zhitao frowned. “Then why would he follow me?”
Anke shook her head: "I don't know either, or... should I go ask him?"
Sang Zhitao rubbed her chin with her fingertips: "Is it okay to just ask directly?"
Anke raised an eyebrow: "What does it matter? If he really is the one stalking you, then he's the one in the wrong."
As she was about to step forward, she suddenly turned back to look at Sang Zhitao after taking a few steps, her eyes filled with suspicion: "You... didn't do anything illegal, did you?"
Sang Zhitao rolled her eyes at her: "I didn't! I'm just a simple, pitiful orphaned beastman who has just come of age!"
Anke touched the tip of her nose, waved her hand somewhat awkwardly, and continued walking forward.
Sang Zhitao watched as she said a few words to the werewolf, then raised her hand and smacked it a few times.
Just as she was about to take a few steps forward to see what was going on, she saw Anke pinching the other person's ear and pulling her along.
Anke, who is about 1.78 meters tall, looks quite petite standing in front of the two-meter-tall werewolf. This forces the werewolf to bend over and be pulled by the ear as he stumbles over, but he doesn't dare to resist at all.
“This brat refuses to tell the truth, only saying it was an order from his superiors. I’ve already told him to inform his superiors. What do you think we should do?” An Ke rolled her eyes at the other person before turning to Sang Zhitao and saying.
Sang Zhitao rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache, then looked at the werewolf and asked, "Could you please upload this for me? I want to know why you appeared next to me."
The werewolf opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and then said, "I didn't. Is this a coincidence?"
Sang Zhitao took a weak breath and rolled her eyes at the other person: "I'm not really a child. How can I not overthink things when a ferocious beast appears in the bird orphanage and here?"
The werewolf choked for a moment, then said, "I went over there to find my girlfriend. Coming here was an accident. I have a favorite singer who's competing today."
Sang Zhitao frowned. She hadn't expected the other party to use such an excuse, but she couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, she hadn't caught any trace of the other party following her, and the reason given by the other party was indeed very reasonable.
Seeing that she was speechless for a moment, Anke looked at the werewolf suspiciously: "Anping, why didn't you say that just now?"
Anping scratched his head awkwardly: "I took leave this time because I was afraid you would tell my parents."
An Ke looked him up and down, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Really? You're not lying to me?"
Anping quickly raised a wolf paw: "Really, I swear!"
Seeing him like this, An Ke could only turn to look at Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao found Anping's reasoning unbelievable, but she couldn't find anything wrong with it for the time being. She could only scrutinize him for a long time with suspicion before saying to Anke, "Since your brother said that, maybe I really did misunderstand."
Hearing her say that, An Ke could only roll her eyes at An Ping: "I misunderstood you today. I'll treat you to dinner later. Remember to tell your parents when you get home. I won't cover for you."
Anping remained as honest as ever, obediently nodding his head.
Anke ignored him and pulled Sang Zhitao outside.
Sang Zhitao turned to look at Anping, only to see him staring at her, then turning away the moment she looked at him.
Sang Zhitao immediately realized that the other party had just made up an excuse, but she couldn't pull An Ke to turn around and look right away, since An Ping had already turned and left.
After Sang Zhitao and her companion left, Anping immediately called Hu Hei: "Boss, we've been discovered."
Hu Hei sighed heavily and asked helplessly, "What happened?"
Anping scratched his head and said helplessly, "I didn't expect her manager to be my sister! She got caught right away."
Hu Hei was speechless. This group of people was supposedly the number one army in the Orc Kingdom, but unexpectedly, their mission of protection ended so dramatically at the hands of the executor's relatives.
If this got out, it would easily become one of the ten most ridiculous failures in history.
"Alright, come back first, I'll arrange someone else on my end," Hu Hei said helplessly.
Anping quickly agreed: "Okay, I've also found out her new address, I've sent it to you."
Hu Hei raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Found it? Well done."
Anping rubbed his hands together sheepishly and explained, "It's all thanks to my sister being her agent. Knowing my sister's personality, she would definitely put her property under her own name, and there's only one property that meets the requirements under my sister's name."
Hu Hei hadn't expected this reason, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. He could only sigh and say, "Alright, you can come back now."
Anping readily agreed, but added, "I think she's very wary. If possible, it would be best to send a bird-clan member."
"Okay, I'll consider it." Hu Hei agreed, gave him a couple more instructions, and then hung up the phone.
Sitting in An Ke's car, Sang Zhitao frowned as she thought about the slight warmth she felt on her chest when An Ping approached her earlier.
"What's wrong? Are you still thinking about Anping?" An asked with some concern when she saw her like this.
Sang Zhitao shook her head, thought for a moment, and then asked, "I remember you said that the reason the wild beast attacked people this time was because it was infected with something?"
Anke tightened her grip on the steering wheel slightly, but asked calmly, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Sang Zhitao hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Did this infection start in the military?"
As soon as he finished speaking, An Ke suddenly stepped on the brakes. Sang Zhi Tao was thrown forward by the impact, and only after clutching her chest, which was being squeezed painfully, did she look at An Ke in surprise.
Anke's expression turned somewhat grim: "How did you know?"
Sang Zhitao hesitated for a moment: "I saw it online."
An Ke's expression softened slightly. She leaned back, lowered her head, and thought for a long time before saying, "No matter where you saw it, forget about it. This is a matter for those in power, not something you or I can interfere with."
Sang Zhitao pursed her lips, softly hummed in agreement, and said nothing more.
Seeing that she was obedient and well-behaved, An Ke's expression softened a bit, and she continued driving forward.
Anke didn't say another word until she delivered Sang Zhitao home.
After seeing An Ke off, Sang Zhitao sighed heavily. This world was far more complicated than she had imagined. Unfortunately, she had not yet found a way to go back and could not obtain supplementary information from Team Leader Sheng An. She could only rely on herself to figure things out little by little.
After thinking for a long time without any clue, Sang Zhitao had no choice but to retreat back to her nest and rest her brain.
After sleeping for about an hour or two, as it was getting dark, Sang Zhitao got up, ate something, and then went to her computer to continue writing her novel.
She has finished writing her sweet romance novel and is now planning to develop a new genre.
I browsed through various types of novels on the website, and then looked at the reviews of my own songs on the music platform.
Besides all the praise, one comment appeared before her: "I feel like Shadow has never sung a powerful song before. I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to hear it."
This person even left a comment on Sang Zhitao's novel platform: "Write a magnificent historical story, and let the shadow sing a majestic song?"
Many people liked and agreed with these two comments.
Sang Zhitao thought for a moment and then quickly searched for history books about the orc race online.
The history books of the orcs are not thick, and compared to the history of humankind on Earth, they are not as brilliant. They mainly record a few technological explosions and various famous battles.
Sang Zhitao hadn't expected there to be so little available information, so she had no choice but to borrow from the history of the Eastern Kingdom on Earth and begin writing an outline.
Writing historical fiction requires a high level of skill in depicting a large cast of characters and in applying logical reasoning, so she had to write an extremely detailed outline.
She wrote all night long, and by the time dawn was almost breaking, she had only completed one-third of the outline.
Looking at the outline of forty or fifty thousand words, Sang Zhitao rubbed her beady eyes with her wingtip, flew weakly to the food bowl, ate a few kernels of corn, drank a few sips of water, and with faltering steps, plunged into her little nest.
Her chicken coop had been upgraded by Anko; the inner cushion was made of the softest fabric, filled with the softest feathers of the bird race, and the outer nest was made of branches with calming properties.
Such a nest is far beyond her means. In the original book, the original owner only bought the nest after becoming a superstar, and the reason for buying it was to give her lover a wonderful sleep experience.
But now, because of her face, Anke disregarded her refusal and spent a huge sum of money to buy it for her.
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