Chapter 666 Master, One Disguise After Another [2 Updates]
The butler nodded: "As Miss instructed, everything is ready."
Xie Nian had already formulated a plan targeting Ling Mianxi at the beginning of the year.
Xie Nian's eyes darkened slightly: "That's right, what about the Martial Arts Alliance?"
That old bastard Cheng Yuan really went all out, keeping her bedridden for almost two months.
If Xie Huanran hadn't been in seclusion, how could she have suffered such humiliation?
“Young Miss, Alliance Leader Cheng Yuan is not in the Martial Arts Alliance, nor in any ancient martial arts city,” the butler said. “The Martial Arts Alliance sent word that Cheng Yuan went to find his master. He went to the no-man’s land more than a month ago and won’t be able to come back.”
He smiled and said, "Besides, he has no connection with the Ling family whatsoever."
"His master?" Xie Nian frowned. "Who?"
Cheng Yuan's cultivation level is already very high, so wouldn't his master be even stronger?
"We don't know yet; the Martial Arts Alliance is keeping it very secret." The butler shook his head. "But I suspect that Cheng Yuan's master has most likely passed away, otherwise why would he still be looking for him?"
Given Cheng Yuan's age, he is considered an elder among ancient martial arts practitioners.
If Cheng Yuan's ancient martial arts skills cannot break through to a higher level, he will not be able to escape his fate of falling in another ten years or so.
Xie Huanran is older.
Therefore, the Xie family was very worried about his seclusion this time.
If Xie Huanran fails and dies, given the Xie family's past practices, they will likely face condemnation from the entire martial arts world.
But if Xie Huanran succeeds, the entire Xie family will dominate the world of ancient martial arts.
No one can stop them anymore.
“That’s right, I think his master is probably long dead.” Xie Nian snorted and laughed coldly. “Yue Fuyi is also in seclusion. This time, let’s see how Ling Mianxi escapes.”
She said that there was nothing she couldn't get, no matter what she wanted.
**
On Ying Zijin's side.
Fu Yunshen and she parted ways at the airport.
She took Sinai to another helicopter and headed to IBI headquarters.
“I’ll leave you at IBI.” Ying Zijing took the computer that Sinai had modified for her. “They have the most comprehensive database there. As long as your niece was born on any of the seven continents or four oceans, even if she’s an unregistered person, she’ll be in IBI’s database.”
She paused, then said calmly, "However, based on your few characteristics alone, you won't find it even after searching for ten more years."
“Anyway, I’ve been searching for ten years, so what difference does it make if I search for a few more decades?” Sinai’s eyes were slightly red as she spoke softly, “I’m just afraid that my sister-in-law won’t make it to the point of waking up.”
"Okay." Ying Zijin nodded. "I'll help your sister-in-law take a look after I get into the city."
Sinai nodded and began assembling another phone.
Ying Zijin leaned against the window and closed her eyes to rest.
An hour later, as if sensing something, she suddenly opened her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Sinai looked over. "Are we almost there?"
"No." Ying Zijing shook her head, picked up her phone, and made a call.
She took the call and said directly, "Mianxi, you might be in danger in the next two days. Be careful, and it's best not to go out."
"Huh? Danger?" Ling Mianxi was taken aback. "I plan to go to the war zone to help out the day after tomorrow. It's normal to encounter danger."
Ying Zijin frowned: "You're going to a war zone?"
“IBI is short-staffed, isn’t it? I can go help out,” Ling Mianxi said. “Anyway, I don’t have anything else to do lately.”
Ying Zijin raised her hand to cover her eyes, then looked again.
Vague.
Ling Mianxi's future is shrouded in uncertainty.
There are only two possible outcomes.
One possibility is that her calculation skills are not yet sufficient to fully calculate the answer.
Another possibility is that she is very close to Ling Mianxi, and can sense Ling Mianxi's danger, but cannot see what kind of danger she is facing.
Ying Zijin pressed her temples.
The first possibility is unlikely, as she can already foresee various natural disasters on the seven continents and four oceans within the next six months.
Whether it's an earthquake or a tsunami, the number of casualties can be calculated clearly.
But what about the second option?
She and Ling Mianxi are not even related by blood, unlike her and Fu Yunshen who are so close that they are inseparable.
Ying Zijing silently looked at her hands, her fingers slowly closing together.
How much of her memory and strength did she take away with her lost "heart"?
Ling Mianxi spoke up: "A-Ying?"
“If you’re going to the war zone, I’ll go with you.” Ying Zijin came back to her senses and said slowly, “After I send the IBI’s air fleet there, I’ll go to the capital to find you. Before I go, stay at home and don’t go out.”
“Okay.” Ling Mianxi readily agreed. “Xiao Ranran said you’re a charlatan, sometimes acting mysteriously, but I’ll still listen to you. I’ll wait for you.”
**
Four hours later.
IBI headquarters.
Many transnational criminals are detained here.
It's time to leave work now, and in addition to investigators, agents, and secret agents who need to run around, civilian staff are also coming and going.
Ying Zijin and Xinai attracted a lot of attention.
After all, a girl leading a little girl is really not in line with IBI's decisive and efficient style.
The receptionist was a little surprised, but she still took out her notebook and asked with concern, "Miss, are you here for help? Please tell us what difficulties you are encountering, and we will help you solve them as quickly as possible."
Indeed, sometimes residents go directly to the IBI building seeking refuge.
“No need.” Ying Zijing took out her identification and placed it on the table. “I need to see Anthony.”
The document has a name and photo on it.
In the lower right corner, there is a large red "S".
S-Class Agent!
This person is on par with Deputy Director Dai Ya.
The receptionist's hand trembled slightly, and she immediately saluted: "Sir."
There are many Asian faces in IBI, but there are absolutely no girls as young as Ying Zijin who are S-class.
After saluting, the receptionist immediately began checking the documents: "Sir, Commander Anthony and the Director are in the conference room on the 78th floor. I'll connect you right away."
Ying Zijing nodded slightly: "Troublesome."
After making the call, the receptionist said respectfully, "Elevator S2 is ready."
Ying Zijing took the access card and led Xinai to the elevator.
Sinai looked around the IBI headquarters building with a hint of curiosity.
With a "ding," the elevator stopped.
Ying Zijing patted Xinai's head: "Wait here for me, don't wander off."
She entered the password and pushed open the door.
The outbreak of this conflict was sudden, and the IBI's top brass are holding an emergency meeting.
The girl's arrival abruptly ended the meeting.
Apart from Li Xini, everyone else was seeing Ying Zijing's true face for the first time.
The last time Anthony saw it was also a mask.
There was a moment of silence in the conference room.
“Anthony, the commander has given orders.” Ying Zijing took out a warrant, “You and the air fleet are ordered to quickly go to the war zone to provide support.”
"Yes!" Anthony snapped back to reality. "I'll go right now!"
His inner voice was a complete "Holy crap".
He had imagined what the face under the mask would look like.
But such a face is simply unimaginable.
Li Xini nodded, "It seems the commander already has a plan. In that case, Anthony, you go with Miss Ying. We can discuss other matters later."
Anthony was itching to get started and couldn't wait any longer.
Just then, a cold female voice rang out.
"What authority do you have to order the IBI's air fleet commander around?"
On the left side of the conference table sat a woman in her early forties, dressed in a black, tight-fitting secret agent suit, with a typical Asian face.
Anthony turned his head and frowned: "Ms. Bai Jiang, this is the commander's order."
“I did not disobey his orders, and I agree to let you lead the air fleet to the rescue.” Bai Jiang looked up and stared directly at the girl. “I am asking again, what right do you have to issue orders on his behalf here?”
Li Xini also frowned: "Ms. Bai Jiang, you—"
Bai Jiang is the only SS-level female agent in the IBI. She was already in office before Fu Yunshen took over the IBI.
They are more experienced and older than them.
They usually showed great respect to Bai Jiang.
After all, IBI in the early 21st century was also supported by Bai Jiang.
“I watched him subdue the IBI. He’s an excellent junior and shouldn’t be bound by personal feelings.” Bai Jiang’s voice was calm. “If a war breaks out one day and you’re in trouble, will he go to save you or protect the other civilians?”
No one expected that the atmosphere would suddenly become tense.
“Ms. Bai Jiang, what are you saying? Can’t the commander save both?” Anthony laughed angrily. “Why must we choose one or the other?”
"To be honest, there are many things in this world that are hard to have both ways of doing." Bai Jiang stood up, his face cold and stern. "I want to see what you're capable of that makes him so confident in entrusting you with the task of issuing orders."
Ying Zijing's emotions remained unchanged; instead, she raised an eyebrow with interest: "So?"
Bai Jiang said calmly, "Beat me, and IBI will be at your beck and call."
She flexed her wrists: "What, are you too scared to come?"
There will be a lucky draw in the May Day group, and also some peripheral activities related to the fan ranking!
New merchandise~
My chapters are long! This book is already in its later stages, and even if I add a bunch of side stories, it's impossible to reach a thousand chapters _(:з」∠)_
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