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Lin Jue frowned and cursed,
"Dilly-dallying like a woman. If you don't want to speak, then don't adopt an air of holding back. Weigh the pros and cons. If the pros outweigh the cons, speak up; if not, swallow it."
With that, he raised his glass and clinked it against the One-eyed King's.
Song Que smiled and nodded, feeling that Lin Jue had a point.
After the al, he seed to have grasped sothing.
Ultimately, he had to tell his father about it.
It wasn't about the imdiate pros and cons.
The tragedy of Sky Pit City did not only happen at the Sanctuary Stronghold.
Indeed, every stronghold witnessed a microcosm of similar events.
Song Que returned to his room and began to ticulously plan various possibilities, taking the first step towards becoming a hero.
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On the third day,
Song Que disappeared.
This one disappearance lasted half a month.
During this period, various mbers of the Song Family ca to visit; so were genuinely upset, while others seed to be.
Then there were the very few who did not appear to be upset at all.
On the seventeenth day, Yu Xiaozhe received a ssage.
The Song Family also closed the gates of their estate, refusing to see any visitors.
The number one stronghold suddenly tightened security, leaving people clueless about what had happened inside.
After that, so trifles occurred at the first stronghold.
Song Que's teammates, Lin Jue, the One-eyed King, Qin Qian, and others, requested to see Song Que on the sixth level but were denied.
This seed a small matter, though it led to so conflicts.
But not many truly paid attention. People did not know what had happened.
Naturally, no ripples were stirred.
Ultimately, Song Que's teammates could not figure out the reason behind it, and given the Song Family's firm stance, they had to let it go.
But they beca even more convinced that sothing had happened to Song Que.
So noticed that Song Gengzhao had not left the house in a long ti.
Even on the rare occasions he did go out, his expression was dark.
He no longer bragged about his son to anyone he t.
Naturally, since Song Que had suddenly vanished as if evaporated from the world, no one could witness the father-son affection anymore.
It was during such a seemingly calm but actually turbulent ti that Bu Jing arrived at the first stronghold.
Spies need identities, and this ti, Bu Jing was playing the role of Yan Chi,
an HR manager employed by a mine area security insurance sales company on the fifth level, mainly responsible for interviewing and reducing the turnover of formal employees.
This was a business owned by the Song Family, and Bu Jing had easily passed the online tests. Now, he was set to et with the company's HR mid-level managent in a small bar on the third level.
However, just upon arriving at the third level to make contact with the company's personnel, Bu Jing saw a face he wasn't supposed to see.
Upon seeing this person, Bu Jing's expression was:
(°△°|||)!!
"How could you be here? If you're here, why would the Second Miss send ?"
After several seconds of silence, the person Bu Jing was facing slowly started to speak,
"Interesting, how did you recognize ?"
"I saw your fingers when you were eating with the Second Miss at my place. It's rare these days to see calluses on the index finger, which co from constantly pressing the back of a kitchen knife. A gentleman's hand shouldn't have such calluses."
After a pause, Bu Jing added,
"Most importantly, I can discern the contours of a person's cheekbones."
The latter was Bu Jing's trump card.
With this, Bu Jing was puzzled.
How could Tang Xian, the biggest fugitive in human history, appear here?
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(Blast update today, won't do anything else but update every two to four hours. Continuing until I hit twenty thousand words, ha)
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