Chapter 60
Shen Jian rolled the young man Shen An into a ball with a bed sheet, and touched his chin with satisfaction when he saw the other party's cricket pupa: "Just think of you as a gift from Mo Yi to me."
Although he had not thought about meeting his subordinates before coming here, he now decided to happily pack up this gift from heaven and take it with him.
In return, he stopped digging Mo Yi's grave after he returned:).
"What are you going to do? I'll tell my father... And who do you think I am? If my name is not Shen An, who is Mo Yi?"
The chestnut-haired child struggled until he had no more strength. The tightly wrapped blanket only opened a small corner with his efforts. He spread his little face, with delicate features squeezed together, and his expression was very reluctant.
But his logic has not dropped until now.
Shen Jian touched the dagger he had taken from him, and turned it over, engraved with Fatin's family emblem.
Shen Jian was slightly stunned, put the dagger into his sleeve, walked forward and casually pulled open the quilt to release a small chestnut animal.
Shen An quickly sat up, pursed his lips and sat back, without any intention of attacking anyone, staring at Shen Jian with wet eyes.
When Shen Jian easily subdued him and revealed the news, his attitude miraculously changed 3,600 degrees.
Shen Jian shook his head, glanced at the silent door, and sat down next to Shen An, "Fating family, who is your father? Doesn't this family believe in the law of the jungle? Will he take care of you?"
Shen Jian glanced at the information. This noble family quickly declined in the next ten years, and the reason was obscure to the outside world. But if this was Shen An's family, then everything could be explained.
It was very simple. A large organization supported by this family "sold certain things that Shen Jian did not allow to be sold", and Shen Anjiao's token of allegiance was the destruction of this organization.
It was probably because he wiped out this family at the same time. Shen An never gave his enemies a chance to struggle.
“…” Shen Jian was silent for a moment, and had a deeper understanding of his previous bad taste.
You want someone to kill your whole family, right? Even Candy Crush wouldn't dare to do this. This is too much of a living hell. Did Shen An apply for it himself?
Shen An quietly leaned aside, and instead of answering directly, he turned his head and looked at Shen Jian from head to toe, then paused, “How did you know that?”
"My father said that he was the playmate selected for me from the civilian area, and he was the best one left after the inspection and inventory." The baby fat of the young boy Chen An swayed back and forth due to the collision of his teeth.
He was still trying with a childish look, and a little nervousness flashed in his eyes: "Were you thrown to the ground by someone? How do you know these things?"
Shen Jian stared at the soft piece of facial flesh for a while, then sighed with regret.
Shen An immediately became alert, “If you don’t want to say it, forget it!”
Shen Jian raised his eyebrows, "That's not the case... Shen An, oh——"
Glancing at the chestnut-haired child's eyelashes that instantly drooped, he paused, acutely aware of his unhappiness.
A trace of doubt flashed through Shen Jian's mind, and he skipped the name, "I was just wondering, why there is no photography equipment now..."
The black-haired boy, whose height had been increased by ten centimeters by the time machine, had grown into a young man, and looked more like an upper-class aristocrat than Chen An.
His sharp face was softened by age, and his delicate features now showed a subtle smile. Shen An was stunned for a moment and quickly looked away.
He didn’t know what he was thinking, and he looked even more satisfied when he saw Shen Jian’s eyes. He raised his head reservedly and snorted, “Are you afraid that I’ll kill you if I find out the information? No need to record it, I won’t.”
"It's good to be vigilant." Shen An added with satisfaction.
Shen Jian: “…”
Shen Jian:?
No, he was a good subordinate. He just felt sorry that only he could see the baby fat on Shen An's face bouncing up and down.
He wanted to share it with Quanwu Yanta...^-^.
Shen Jian glanced away, but he had no intention of reflecting on his vicious thoughts, and threw out a rhetorical question: “Oh, what do you think?”
Shen Jian glanced sideways at Shen An's clenched fist pressed on the bed, "Why don't I know?"
Shen An was slightly startled.
He was silent for a while, then climbed down and stood solemnly in front of Shen An. He subconsciously straightened his clothes and smoothed out every tiny wrinkle.
Shen Jian was silent for a while.
Very good, this is very Chen An, worthy of being the one who can design the Wuyan Tower noble military uniform.
Shen An stared into his eyes and said in a low voice, "Are you also one of those people who want to overthrow my father and were chosen on purpose?"
Shen Jian glanced at Shen An, and fell into deep thought for the amount of information revealed by this sentence.
As far as he knew, more than a decade ago, many large organizations were still in the development stage, the Tower of Invincibility had not yet emerged to completely disrupt the game, and the aristocratic class still held the supreme power.
They rely on knowledge that is not accessible to ordinary people, are keenly aware of the future direction, and rely on support or self-built laboratories to consolidate their position and complete the transformation.
Facts have proved that their choice was correct. The families that had never been exposed to technological experiments were either wiped out or swallowed up.
The few remaining investors with armed resources hide behind the scenes.
In order to avoid the risk of backstabbing, most of the aristocracy that cannot control the laboratories have completely transformed themselves into medium- to large-scale experimental organizations.
It was a very chaotic time, but no one knew how the up-and-coming Wu Yanta appeared out of nowhere overnight.
"No." Shen Jian denied.
He didn't want to be classified as part of the unclear "group" even if it was just a brief verbal admission.
Shen Jian thought that he might be able to guess what Shen An wanted him to do. But sorry, he didn't intend to do it.
Choose the right person for yourself and gain an advantage in the upcoming melee. This is what even a child of the nobility must do at this time.
Maybe he was fighting for the throne, or maybe he was helping his father fight for the throne...
"If I have time, I can help you." Shen Jian sighed, and looking at the young subordinate who pursed his lips stubbornly, he couldn't help but lower his voice, "But I have more important things."
He could give up himself and Shen An for this plan.
So, he probably couldn't take this little bag with him.
Shen Jian leaned over slightly and touched Shen An's hair as a final comfort.
However, Shen An's eyes seemed to be brighter: "So, you came here because you want something!"
Shen Jian was confused for a while by Shen An's reaction.
He blinked, took back his hand and thought for a while, and found that he couldn't say that Shen An guessed wrong, so he looked at Shen An hesitantly with his eyes getting brighter and brighter and said: "Yes...?"
"good."
Shen An seemed to be waiting for just these words, a smile quickly appeared in his eyes, and he took a step forward, getting closer and closer to Shen Jian.
This time, it was Shen Jian’s turn to hide back in fear.
What's going on...? His subordinates went insane because of his rejection?
Shen Jian swallowed and frantically squeezed his brain to find a way to comfort the child.
Shen An stared at Shen Jian closely, and slowly became excited: “Then I will ask one last question, don’t lie to me!”
Shen Jian immediately responded with joy: “Okay, I will answer whatever you ask truthfully.”
As a small consolation for him to give up Shen An later.
Then Shen Jian heard Shen An ask: "Who are Shen An and Mo Yi?"
Shen Jian: “…”
Shen Jian: “.”
Shen Jian wanted to step back again.
The young man Shen An took a step forward calmly, and seemed to be very patient in playing the game of you retreat and I advance with Shen Jian.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Shen Jian's forehead.
After a moment, facing Chen An who was very patiently showing an expression of "make it up as you like", the leader, who felt very guilty, smiled dryly.
“This, maybe we can leave it for later.” Shen Jian left a hypocritical promise, “I swear… you are you, I don’t think of others as you.”
Shen An stood there and looked at him suspiciously, while Shen Jian maintained a sincere smile.
After a moment, Shen An pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
The child lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs, smoothing out the few wrinkles again, then knelt down in front of Shen Jian who was sitting on the shabby bed.
Shen Jian paused while stroking the dagger.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at Shen An who had his eyes lowered.
"I am the child of the next head of the Fating family. I can give you whatever you want." Shen An said in a low voice, paused, and raised his head after confirming that the person above him had no intention of avoiding him to salute.
The black-haired man stared at him with his calm dark eyes. Shen An twitched his fingertips slightly, his heart beating and jumping. He clenched the carpet, "Can you take me away?"
"You can go anywhere; not here, and don't come back here." He carefully spied on Shen Jian's expression, and the emotionless face of an adult made him lose some of his confidence.
He should be qualified.
The black-haired man in front of him was indeed just a civilian, but all his actions now revealed his ambition (Shen Jian:?) and... a huge amount of mysterious intelligence sources.
It is very likely that this information was obtained... in the same way as him.
Shen An pursed his lips and thought, looking at the black-haired man in front of him with no interest in his eyes, he felt a little unwilling.
"Is it not possible...?" Shen An looked like he was about to cry.
Shen Jian was silent for a long time, his brows furrowed.
He asked, "Can't you walk on your own? I think you can."
Shen An shook his head, "I don't know why, I can't walk out of here. I mean, once I walk out of here, I will walk out again inexplicably."
"But no one would remember that I walked out. My father didn't even punish me for it. Even if I told him, he wouldn't believe it."
Shen An stared at Shen Jian. He felt that Shen Jian's information might be the same as his, obtained through constant repetition.
Shen Jian paused slightly, then slowly turned his gaze to Shen An.
Cycle, cycle again.
And what he has to do is break a [big cycle].
Well, although he doesn’t have a plan yet, isn’t the beginning of the plan presented to him?
Shen Jian slowly pinched the dagger and smiled gently at Shen An.
"Can you accept the name Shen An?" Shen Jian stood up, walked straight to Shen An, squatted on one knee and looked directly at him.
The chestnut-haired boy was silent for a while.
"No," he said, "Not until you tell me clearly who Shen An is."
Shen Jian smiled with understanding, "Okay. Then, Shen An, is it okay? An in the dark night."
"Get up." Shen Jian stood up and said lightly. This time he didn't look at Shen An, "I came here for this."
“But first, what you need to do is not to escape from here.” Shen Jian stroked the Fatin seal on the dagger, his expression calm.
The dark eyes brightened from the beginning, staring at Shen Jian intently.
"A letter of surrender?" Shen Jian felt that he did have a bit of a bad taste. "When will it be possible to take the position of the ruler of Fating?"
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