The Fu family's affairs were conducted in secrecy, but they were still noticed by those with ulterior motives.
The process took three days to complete and four days to finish, ending in exactly one week. From then on, the Fu family was no longer among the elite families of S City.
Even the herdsmen's families, far away in Shuanghegou, received the news.
"That's impossible! Fu Xihan is still in Haishi!"
In the courtyard of the herdsman's family, after hearing his father's words, Mu Zijin stood up abruptly from the rattan chair in disbelief.
"Dad, are you mistaken? You know Fu Xihan better than I do. With his abilities, how... how could he possibly be capable of this!"
"The information I received could not possibly be false."
Mu Tiancheng calmly raised his eyelids and said irritably.
Mu Tiancheng is over fifty years old, but he dresses very young and fashionable, with a unique retro style.
He wore a navy blue plaid beret, a matching shirt, and a brown corduroy vest.
He was holding a shiny black pipe in his hand, which was currently filled with tobacco and lit, and he would occasionally take a few puffs.
Mu Zijin wore a blue silk shirt with wide sleeves, which, combined with his wolf-tail hairstyle, gave him a relaxed and aristocratic air.
If it weren't for his current irritable and restless pacing, he would look somewhat like an artist.
At this moment, Mu Zijin felt that this news was just like the world itself! Fantasy! A fairy tale!
If you were to say that the Fu family was dealt with, he might believe that it was a tactic Fu Xihan used to clean up the Fu family's internal affairs.
But to say Fu Xihan is dead? The Fu family was just dealt with?
Mu Zijin thought about it, but still refused to believe it. He walked over persistently and asked earnestly.
"Dad, where did you get this rumor from?"
Mu Tiancheng knew about his son's relationship with Fu Xihan. Seeing the anxiety in his eyes, his expression became slightly more serious, and his tone became more tactful.
He sighed, "Alas, life is unpredictable, Zijin, this is a fact you have to accept."
"The message was given by the top leader of the base. This time, the higher-ups specially dispatched a special operations team to handle it. The secrecy was done very well. He only dared to tell me that after this matter was over."
Mu Tiancheng's words made Mu Zijin feel a tightness in his chest, a feeling of suffocation, and he couldn't breathe at all.
He just died like that? Wasn't the plan to let him come back and prepare, that even in the apocalypse, the brothers would find a new world?
"Xi Han died in Shanghai. The exact cause of death is unknown, but the Fu family has attracted the attention of higher-ups this time, apparently because of a foreign mercenary group, and someone named..."
Mu Tiancheng continued to recount the information he knew, while Mu Zijin slowly moved to the chair and sat down listlessly.
After a moment's recollection, Mu Tiancheng nodded firmly and said with certainty:
"A person named Li Xin'er."
He lowered his voice and gave Mu Zijin a knowing look that couldn't be expressed in words.
"This person is someone of great importance."
Mu Zijin had been listening attentively, hoping to find some clues. His good brother couldn't have died without knowing why.
As a result, his father's words became increasingly outrageous, and when he heard Li Xin'er's name again, Mu Zijin couldn't hold back any longer.
"Hey, no, Dad, wait a minute, you said Li Xin'er? Are you sure that's her name?"
Seeing that Mu Zijin was still questioning his words, Mu Tiancheng also lost his temper, banging his pipe forcefully on the tea table next to him.
“Your dad isn’t senile yet, it’s Li Xin’er! 100% sure!”
Mu Zijin was somewhat confused. He asked in bewilderment:
"Wait a minute, Li Xin'er is a female celebrity, how come getting involved with her is such a serious matter?"
As he spoke, his eyes widened as he stared at Mu Tiancheng, uttering words that nearly made Mu Tiancheng fall off his chair.
"Speaking of relationships, am I not as close to Li Xin'er as Fu Xihan is to her? So, if we're going to talk about it that way..."
Mu Tiancheng raised his hand and slapped Mu Zijin on the forehead, immediately scolding him.
And she tried to drown out what Mu Zijin had said earlier with her voice; her voice was so loud that it almost echoed in the courtyard.
"What do you mean 'we'? What do you mean 'we'?!"
"You have no idea who Li Xin'er is! We don't even know who she is!"
As Mu Zijin spoke, he glared at Mu Zijin with a serious expression.
Mu Zijin covered his forehead, his face full of grievance, tinged with a timid resistance, a mixture of resentment and helplessness.
"dad!"
Ignoring his little expression, Mu Tiancheng continued to glare and threaten:
"Did you hear that? We don't know any celebrities. If you keep talking nonsense, you're no longer my father!"
Mu Tiancheng already had large, double-lidded eyes, and this glare made them appear even larger, like copper bells.
He wouldn't forget the name Li Xin'er.
It's the end of the world now; just surviving is a blessing. The Mu family really can't withstand any more turmoil. It's best to stay away from these troublesome matters.
Mu Zijin was still quite afraid of his father's anger; he had been beaten since childhood and was terrified of it. He also understood what his father meant by saying that.
He lowered his head, reluctantly giving a muffled "hmm."
"Okay, I understand."
Mu Tiancheng knew his son quite well. Despite his quick response, he might cause some trouble behind his back.
He secretly resolved to keep a close eye on this brat, while continuing to give him repeated instructions.
"Also, don't get involved in the Fu family's affairs. Don't investigate Fu Xihan's death. Don't tell me it's the apocalypse and death is normal."
Given our current situation, we don't have the extra resources or energy to get involved in these matters.
“The Mu family, and even the entire Shuanghegou village, are counting on us! You’re not a child anymore. We used to give you time to play and grow up, but now we don’t have that much time!”
As Mu Tiancheng spoke, he began to give a long and earnest lecture.
But Mu Zijin, with his head down, didn't hear a word.
He stared at the armrest of the chair, his mind already wandering, filled with questions about Fu Xihan's death, and what Li Xin'er's connection to this matter was... and so on.
"I can't always protect you. What will you do if I turn into a zombie one day? What will happen to your mother?"
Mu Zijin seemed to have heard these words countless times, showing no reaction whatsoever. He nodded perfunctorily in agreement, his tone tinged with impatience.
"knew."
Thinking about the contents of the phone call, Mu Tiancheng changed the subject and said:
"The people at the base also said that the mission team won't leave so soon. We and the Leng family are still in the observation period, so we need to keep a low profile recently."
As he spoke, he took another puff of his pipe, his eyes fixed on the sky outside the courtyard, lost in thought.
"I reckon it's just a matter of distance; we haven't come knocking yet. Once the base expands into a safe zone, there will definitely be standardized arrangements later."
Mu Zijin wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he was quite clever and quick-witted. He instantly understood the meaning behind those words and asked back, somewhat displeased.
"Hey, why should we? Can't we live wherever we want? Isn't this all Chinese territory? Are you going to force us to live in the base?"
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