At this moment, everyone, including the Knight and Ren Xiaosu, thought the Wang Clan and the Anjing House had failed. After all, they did not see Wang Wenyan transform into a black smog and sneak into the Qinghe Group's building. After that, the satellite continued operating as usual, and there were no signs of it being hijacked.
Only Yang Xiaojin knew that Yang Anjing must have succeeded after planning for so long. Otherwise, her aunt would not have been so calm that night.
Over the years, the only person who had caused the Saboteurs to fail was Qing Zhen.
Now, Yang Anjing had found a way to keep Qing Zhen in check.
While Ren Xiaosu was pondering this, he suddenly heard Yang Xiaojin say from behind, "Do you want to come and take a shower? You haven't taken a shower in over a week too? "
Ren Xiaosu asked in a trembling voice, "C-Can I?"
"Of course you can." Yang Xiaojin replied, "Don't you find yourself dirty?"
Ren Xiaosu was suddenly overwhelmed by great joy. He said cautiously, "Then I'll head over …."
"Come here."
But when Ren Xiaosu crawled back to the mountainside on his hands and feet, he saw Yang Xiaojin had already put on her clothes and was looking at him with a half-smile. "Not bad, you're a little stronger than before."
She was probably referring to the tent incident from before.
Ren Xiaosu was speechless. He did not even hear the sound of water splashing. Yang Xiaojin was definitely trying to tease him.
Sometimes, Ren Xiaosu felt he could not accurately define Yang Xiaojin and evaluate what kind of girl she was.
She was a Perfect Firearms Proficiency master, and many enemies had died at her hands. But she also had a lot of childlike Perfect and Master skills, such as jumping rope and singing nursery rhymes.
Yang Xiaojin could pass through the crowd to save him, but she would also chase him for a week because of the maidservant. She could talk about things seriously and help Ren Xiaosu understand this world. She could also tease him playfully.
This girl always brought something unexpected into his life.
"Alright, go take a shower." Yang Xiaojin waved her hand and walked up the hill. "Don't use the pool I used just now."
"Who cares? Really? Am I that kind of person?" Ren Xiaosu was speechless.
But just as he was taking off his clothes, Yang Xiaojin's voice came from the hillside, "Your figure is really not bad."
Ren Xiaosu turned around in shock and saw Yang Xiaojin poking her head out of the hillside to look at him. Ren Xiaosu was so scared that he fell into the hot spring pit before he could take off his clothes. He roared, "What are you doing? Why can you look at me, but I can't look at you? This is not fair!"
"Then why don't you look at me?" Yang Xiaojin said.
Then, Ren Xiaosu chickened out again.
"Let's be serious. What do you plan to do next?" Yang Xiaojin asked as she sat on the hillside with her back facing Ren Xiaosu.
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment. "Old Wang wants to do business in the Northwest and the Central Plains. I think Big Bluff is right about one thing. At least I still have some influence in the Northwest. I made some friends when I fought against the Soong Clan, and they were all friends who I exchanged my life with. Instead of being disliked in the Central Plains, I might as well go to the Northwest. I don't have much ambition. It's good enough that I can find a place to settle down."
At this moment, Yang Xiaojin's voice suddenly softened. "Were you injured in the war?"
"No." Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "You know that I'm very cautious. I usually only make a move when I'm sure I can succeed."
"Mhm." Yang Xiaojin only grunted in response. She could imagine how dangerous it was at that time. Life and death in a war was no longer something that could be decided by one person. No matter how strong you were, the bullets on the battlefield did not have eyes. Hundreds of thousands of bullets would fly around in a small-scale battle, and the probability of getting injured was very high. Although Ren Xiaosu was not injured, that did not mean he was not in danger.
In the end, she still said, "I didn't know you survived. If I had known, I would have come to the Northwest to help you."
Ren Xiaosu noticed that there seemed to be some guilt in Yang Xiaojin's tone.
"You don't have to feel guilty. Really, I'm fine now, aren't I?" Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.
"Then are you planning to return to the Northwest now?" Yang Xiaojin asked.
"I'm going to get rid of the bandits on the road to the Northwest first." Ren Xiaosu said, "These bandits are also a headache for Fortress 178. But due to the sensitive geographical location, they can't send their troops there. Why don't I help them clear away these obstacles? Once this is done, I can rest assured that Old Wang can continue his business on this road."
"And then?"
"And then I'll have to find Yan Liuyuan, right? Do you have any news on Liuyuan?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"No, I was chasing after the person who injured you at that time, so I didn't pay attention to anything else." Yang Xiaojin said, "But he and Sister Xiaoyu should be fine. At least they weren't affected by the flood."
"Mhm, I'll definitely be able to find him." Ren Xiaosu said firmly, "By the way, where are you going next? What are your plans?"
"Me?" Yang Xiaojin pondered it for a moment. "I'll go wherever you go."
There were too many words in this world that could be used to confess. For example, the moon was very beautiful tonight, or a famous artist from before The Cataclysm had said, "I'm willing to turn into a werewolf for you. I'm willing to go crazy for you."
But at this moment, Ren Xiaosu felt that Yang Xiaojin's words sounded the best.
…
There was a small town between the Northwest and the Central Plains that was very strange. It seemed to be completely independent of the stronghold system.
In the beginning, the people who lived in these mountains were all bandits, and they did not have much contact with each other. Whenever they met, they would fight to the death with each other.
But later, business became bad, and some of the bandits moved to the foot of the mountain to live there. They exchanged what they got from farming or hunting with each other. Slowly, this long, narrow, needle-like clearing at the foot of the mountain turned into a small town.
Due to the sensitive geography of the area, neither the Soong Clan nor the Wang Clan of the Central Plains cared about it. It was like there was a vacuum between the two consortiums, giving the bandits a chance to catch a breather.
Nowadays, most of the people here were no longer bandits. Although most of them considered themselves bandits, what they did every day was basically farming and herding sheep.
There was no other way about it. They were forced to make ends meet.
The recent reopening of the trade route had finally stirred up the people in the town again. Everyone was basically divided into two factions. One faction felt that since there were merchants around, they should resume their old business. The other faction felt that since they had stopped being bandits for many years, they might as well just focus on farming.
Just as everyone was having a heated discussion, a young couple arrived in town. They said they had gotten lost in the mountains and wanted to stay for a few nights.
They did not want to stay for free. They had money with them — the money of the Wang Clan.
Currently, the Wang Clan's currency was very strong. Everyone could go to the town outside the Wang Clan's stronghold to buy a lot of things. They could also go to the main roads to trade for goods with the merchants.
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