Imperial Treasure-Chapter 885 - 540: Aftermath, The True Purpose?
The second night after the accident, where Hellfire Island had sunk.
Wu Jue stared at the starry sky, bored, while Lin, who was tied up beside him, remained calm and at ease.
Until a man slowly walked from the other side of the horizon.
This man was tall and upright, with gold-rimmed glasses on his face.
He wore a neatly pressed suit and held a briefcase in his hand.
He walked up to Wu Jue, glanced at Lin, and sighed softly: "Regrettably, I’ve troubled you."
Lin shrugged, while Wu Jue sneered coldly and said coolly to the man: "Watching the show from start to finish, how does it feel?"
The man smiled: "I’ve always only cared about the result. The ultimate goal of this matter has been achieved, but it was also within the original expectations."
"A plan without any surprises is also worth it for the revered Forbidden Forest to deploy their Jins to infiltrate?" Wu Jue sneered.
"It’s not entirely without surprises," the man shrugged and said: "Why not focus on that person who is similar yet entirely different from you? Her existence is the biggest highlight."
"It should be said that your goal was her from the beginning," Wu Jue said expressionlessly.
"Yet I still don’t know her true identity. If you’d be willing to tell me, that would be best...The Beak of the Golden Crow, I spent an entire day and couldn’t find any records of it. It’s truly giving me a headache."
Wu Jue suddenly laughed.
"The Forbidden Forest, the Mirage, it seems aren’t as trustworthy, are they? Even the most important histories aren’t open to you....If you want to know more, check it yourself."
Wu Jue’s body turned into black smoke and drifted toward the sky: "As for your third one, consider it a debt for the future, which you must repay someday."
He left.
Lin looked at Jin, and said quietly: "This woman is willing to cooperate with us, and she definitely has significant motives. Are you negotiating with the tiger?"
"Having the same purpose doesn’t necessarily mean cooperation. The necessity of mutual need is the fundamental of cooperation. We need her help, and she needs our action. Each of our purposes is fulfilled; that’s what matters the most."
"But once the cooperation ends, she remains our opponent, which isn’t contradictory."
Jin’s voice was slow with an alluring rhythm. He lowered his head, and with a flick of his finger, Lin’s bindings were removed.
"So, our goal has been achieved?" Lin, who had been constrained by Wu Jue, wasn’t quite clear about societal developments. He should have been confident, but the person who shouldn’t have appeared did, making it hard to assert.
"It has been achieved.." Jin looked in the direction of the vast city, smiling gently: "The veil that the dark side of the world didn’t want or couldn’t tear for so many years can only be torn away by us now..."
"A world sinking in laughable technological culture is incomparable to the vast and grand nation of powerhouses."
"Lin, I am now eager to see that world of glorious powerhouses reappear in front of my eyes in the long history."
Lin bowed his head, "You’ll see it, just need some seasoning, in a while."
The control over public opinion on people’s livelihood in Country C has always been relatively strong; this is different from the scattered unhealthy news online. This is about the public’s involvement in certain aspects, which is far less than abroad, and their voice has always been controlled.
For example, the super event now boiling the world is only appearing in certain sections of the internet, but it’s worth mentioning that word of mouth skills are basically world-class.
It is fermenting.
Of course, the trajectory of the topic has always been leaning toward various sky-breaking fantasies, treated as a joint entertainment activity of world reputation...
However, Sui Yi isn’t quite aware of these things because she’s returned to the country.
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Jingdu International Airport.
Sui Yi, who was on the special plane of the Duke’s Mansion, walked out with Yi Chilian and others, naturally seeing Zhong Buli and these groups coming to greet them wave after wave.
Only no one came to meet Sui Yi along with Ye Zixu and Fatty Gao, and of course, Yi.
Without accepting anyone’s invitation, the four of them simply left.
Watching their backs...
"I think, Master Yi, your thought now must be—thank goodness there’s that fatty, otherwise the two of them would’ve developed feelings over time, a lone man and woman..." Ming Lanyuan fanned the flames aside, raising an eyebrow at Yi Chilian, who said blandly, "For those who are already so in cahoots it’s easily accomplished, naturally can’t understand my sorrow, right?"
The Young Master Cao, who was in cahoots, and the Coroner Ming, who was the kindling.
Their expressions were identical.
Cao Ling rolled her eyes.
When walking out of the airport, Fatty Gao rarely asked a very insightful question.
"I wonder, where has Yue Beiqing gone? It seems they aren’t concerned at all."
Sui Yi and Ye Zixu didn’t answer.
Fatty Gao suddenly realized the truth.
So...Yue Beiqing was independent of Hellfire from the very beginning?
Somewhere in London, Yue Beiqing sat in an office on the top floor of a huge building.
After a moment, she stood up and put the signed agreement into a bag.
Shook hands with the other party.
"Pleasure working with you."
"Pleasure working with you, Miss Yue, but regarding this joint strike with TP potion against MEID and future cooperation, are you guys really not considering expanding the scope a bit? For example, that special survivor... she’s our shortcut."
"No, I think if that super master was from your country, would you offend her just for such a project? No, would you actively become her enemy? Would you?"
"Well, it does sound like an unwise choice, so should I congratulate you that the super master is from your country? Perhaps she’s from our country~"
"Heh, so are you going to talk to me in Korean?"
Er... This Korean meme is indeed well-known both domestically and abroad. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
"No, I wouldn’t do that, so, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Hope we don’t meet again.
This negotiation was really exhausting.
Yue Beiqing walked out of the place, and a man silently appeared by her side.
"The country sending me, an S-rank Imperial Guard, to protect you, and letting you be the only person for this negotiation, is enough to prove the importance of this cooperation and their regard for you."
"Yeah, well, this task was originally supposed to be that guy Yi Chilian’s, but he let his personal interests override and pushed the task to me... And even though such tasks come with great benefits, promotions upon return, I honestly don’t like doing this kind of thing and would instead prefer to go on adventures, you get me?"
"For things like this in the future, just leave it to the infamous Silver Fox."
Yue Beiqing said a little irritably.
Heaven knows how she felt when Yi Chilian swapped her out so smoothly alongside this person on Hellfire Island that night.
-- Very delighted to inform you, Miss Yue, you have been entrusted with a very great and formidable task at a critical moment, thus ending your Hellfire phase. Okay, you can leave now.
And then she was sent off by a submarine...
Heh! Yi Chilian, you’re something, I curse you to forever be in a state of chasing someone.
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Sui Yi returned to the country quietly, without letting Gong Jiu and the others pick her up, of course, at that time Gong Jiu and Hua Yaofei were either scattered across various provinces or directly abroad.
For instance, Gong Jiu was in France handling matters, naturally he knew about the online news, contacted Sui Yi to get a gist of things, and then went on to complain about it, but couldn’t return immediately, it would take about a week.
Sui Yi returned to the country quite late, the twenty-third, near the Spring Festival.
That night, as Su Zimu entered the mansion, he took off his coat stained with some traces of frost, and when he walked into the hall, he suddenly saw a car driving past the street outside the French window.
That car...
Looked like it belonged to Assistant Lin.
"Looks like our neighbor is back." Old Master Su said cheerfully, holding a traditional heater, "Zimu, you can rest easy now."
Su Zimu indeed felt a sense of relief, but turned to Old Master Su and said, "I might have known even earlier than you, Grandpa. Just now, Cousin Ming had already sent me a message."
"That’s excellent. Was everything smooth outside?" Old Master Su’s expression turned somewhat serious.
"Yes, it went very smoothly." Su Zimu was somewhat grateful that the old master never used the computer.
"That’s great, then when do you plan to visit them? If it’s convenient, take this old man along..."
Su Zimu sighed upon hearing this, went over, and covered the old master’s legs with a blanket, softly saying, "Grandpa, you’re the elder. If you go, she will certainly feel it’s inappropriate, so why bother? As for visiting, I think her house should be keeping visitors away these days."
If Miss Yi’s condition hasn’t improved.
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Before the Spring Festival, there aren’t any major festivals. Although there are various Western festivals, celebrations in different countries, and many festivals that high society can celebrate, this group of Sui Yi’s has never been very interested in these Western festivals, including Yhan Qingwu’s family, because they come from the traditionally-minded Tang Family. Although Tang Hanyan and her daughter studied abroad, they are the same at their core, so they aren’t very enthusiastic.
The Yhan Family is like that, let alone Sui Yi, who is inherently indifferent to Chinese festivals. After returning to the country, as Su Zimu said, she never went out once.
Due to the absence of others in the Capital City, only Yhan Qingwu would occasionally visit her, as well as Mr. Gao and some staff responsible for managing the entire mansion...
No one else.
Compared to the bustling New Year preparations of other residents nearby, it’s truly quiet at her place, making many neighbors label the owner of this mansion as quite an odd duck.
Okay, many haven’t even seen her, it’s been quite a few months since she moved in.
Su Zimu thought that if Sui Yi’s social circle wasn’t very small, then she never told anyone about her return.
Typically, people wouldn’t do such things, but Sui Yi certainly would.
Because she is Sui Yi. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes at Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)
