Hearing the word "order," Cai Qin made a few small movements in secret to vent her dissatisfaction.
"What are you doing, not happy, huh? Don’t get agitated, I see it all," Fang Yi said with a smile,
Cai Qin was caught red-handed by Fang Yi and felt a bit like a thief caught in the act, but she quickly reasoned things out and argued forcefully, "You’re not my superior, why should I obey your commands?"
Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Although I’m not your superior, Deputy Director Zhao Guosheng did tell me to find you if I needed anything. That’s correct, isn’t it? What’s wrong with me giving you a little direction? It’s not like I’m trying to undress you, why are you so anxious?"
"You... you’re really a pervert!" Cai Qin gritted her teeth.
"You’re not the first to call me a pervert," Fang Yi responded, unfazed like a dead pig not fearing boiling water.
Seeing Fang Yi’s shameless demeanor, Cai Qin knew better than to keep arguing with this guy. She never gets the better of him in a verbal tussle.
Some time later, Cai Qin made a phone call back, instructing several Blood Dragon Guard to keep an eye on Song Haoyue.
Actually, sending the Blood Dragon Guard to keep watch over Song Haoyue was an overkill. Even just one Guard would have been more than enough.
Fang Yi had heard about the Blood Dragon Guard during his time abroad.
The so-called Blood Dragon Guard, as the name suggests, is born from a sea of blood-fire battles.
Blood-stained dragons are called Blood Dragons, and those capped with ’human’ are the Blood Dragon Guard.
Dragon Team uses the dragon as their emblem to showcase the majesty of the Xuan Cang dragon. The members are ranked similarly to the assassins on the hit list, divided into Jiaolong Guard, Blood Dragon Guard, and Yinglong Guard.
Above the Yinglong Guard, since Fang Yi had not joined the Dragon Team, he didn’t know whether there were any mightier forces above it.
Fang Yi drove straight to the Xiaoshan Villa District.
The Xiaoshan Villa District was truly a place for the wealthy. The rich people there were not just nouveau riche but actually wealthy enough to afford the residences.
The cheapest villas start at tens of millions, and those are just the smallest ones. The bigger ones are tens of millions more.
And in such a villa district, any incident would cause a huge commotion.
Let alone scare high-ranking officials into frantic action, a significant enough incident could even alert the military – and that’s what Cai Qin was worried about.
Although Cai Qin was a member of the Dragon Team, the Dragon Team was Xuan Cang’s most formidable organization. However, a strict aspect of this organization was its secrecy.
If a mishap exposed the Dragon Team, Cai Qin would be in big trouble.
Cai Qin thought Fang Yi hadn’t considered this, but how could Fang Yi not have?
"Cai Qin," suddenly said Fang Yi.
"What... why are you calling me by my name?" Cai Qin was surprised, having never heard Fang Yi address her that way before.
"Maybe you should get out here."
"Why?" Cai Qin turned to face him, staring.
"Can you guess the thoughts of your superior? Just follow my orders," Fang Yi intended to bluff his way through, hoping to trick her into getting out of the car so she wouldn’t accompany him.
However, Cai Qin just scoffed and stared straight at him, saying, "I know what you’re thinking."
Unfazed, Fang Yi asked, "What am I thinking?"
Cai Qin smirked and said, "You definitely want to be the hero all by yourself, right?"
Fang Yi remained silent.
Seeing he wasn’t speaking, Cai Qin hummed proudly twice and said, "I guessed it, right? Don’t expect me to get out. If you think I’m a burden, then you’re dead wrong. Anyway, I’m at the third level of Human Rank; I won’t be a burden to you."
Fang Yi sighed and said, "Okay, but you have to promise that when I tell you to leave later, you must go."
Cai Qin snorted coldly, and it was unclear whether she agreed or not.
At this point, they had left the urban area, with about ten miles left to the Xiaoshan Villa District. After Fang Yi and Cai Qin reached an agreement, Song Wuliang’s call came through.
"Damn it, something big has happened!"
"Speak slowly, what’s the big problem?"
"Some folks from the Song family have shown up..."
And the news that Song Wuliang shared with Fang Yi was that a young man from the Song family took a car, bringing people with him headed for the Xiaoshan Villa District.
Moreover, unfortunately, a military base was situated not far from the Xiaoshan Villa District. Presumably, there was a reason for the base’s location there.
After hanging up, Fang Yi rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.
Cai Qin also heard Fang Yi’s conversation with Song Wuliang. Seeing Fang Yi smoking, she said in a deep voice, "Worried about those people?"
"A little, I’m afraid of alerting the snake by hitting the grass," Fang Yi replied casually.
"Hmm, maybe we should..."
"Go back? Definitely impossible," a fierce smirk appeared on Fang Yi’s face: "This is Song Haoyue’s arrangement. He was able to set this up, proving we’re on the right track. If we go back now, that would be a real slap in the face. I don’t want to be slapped twice."
Cai Qin said, "Actually... pride isn’t that important."
Fang Yi nodded, "Right, pride isn’t that important. I don’t put much stock in pride. But I’m worried about those girls who’ve been trafficked. Compared to them, my pride isn’t worth mentioning."
By now, night had completely fallen. Cai Qin stared out at the dark night, lit only by street lamps.
"There are too many obstacles. Even if we know those girls are in the Xiaoshan Villas, that doesn’t mean we can easily find them, nor does it mean that Song Haoyue doesn’t have any contingencies."
At this moment, how could Fang Yi not know that his actions had been entirely controlled by Song Haoyue, who was playing him like a puppet?
But could he just return without accomplishing anything?
No, perhaps it should be said, could he give up on those girls, lured out of the mountain areas like Yao Tong, just to save himself? Could his conscience allow it?
At this time, Fang Yi couldn’t help but introspect deeply, whether returning would be true to his conscience.
The atmosphere inside the car became unusually quiet. Fang Yi removed the half-smoked cigarette from his lips, flicked it out of the window with a snap of his fingers, and spoke firmly and gravely:
(I wonder if it’s just me or my recent writing has been lackluster. The comment section seems so quiet.)