After midnight

Wu Si took a long detour to get back to the place they had agreed on, which was a small park. Walking along a winding path, they came to a long row of crape myrtle trees planted in a hidden corner of the park, where Qi Qi was waiting for Wu Si to come back.

Wu Si pulled her out from under the shadow of a tree and took her away without saying a word. Wu Si did not look back, but held Qi Qi's arm tighter.

"What's going on?" Qiqi grabbed Wusi and asked him to stop.

"I failed my mission."

"It's okay, the master won't punish you, let's go back." Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"How come it doesn't matter?"

"Although the master said that, the deaths of Sanwu and Baer were not due to mission failure. As long as we are useful, we can naturally let you live. So don't worry, let's go back." Under the dim lights of the park, Wusi could clearly see Qiqi's calm face.

Qiqi raised his handsome face, his reflection of his head lowered was reflected in his eyes, and the fragrance of crape myrtle flowers lingered in the air.

"Okay, before we go back, I have one more thing to tell you." Wu Si took a deep breath and lifted up his sleeves. As the sleeves were pulled up, the bloodstains at his pulse were also dragged up.

"It was An Yan. He found me." Wu Si frowned and said, but he quickly added, "But he probably didn't see what I looked like clearly, because I didn't see him clearly either."

"That's good." Qiqi pulled down Wusi's sleeves to cover him.

They went back and knocked on Lingyi's door together. Lingyi was still awake. After all, this was the first mission for this pair of partners, and he had to wait for them to report the results.

"Someone was lying in ambush, and we ran into Zhou Chen of the revolutionary army and 'Son of God' An Yan. Our mission was not completed, but I guarantee that we were not discovered either." Wu Si said.

There was no light in the room, and Wu Si was some distance away from Ling Yi who was sitting on the bed, so he couldn't see his expression.

"I understand. I will report this to the master. You can go back to your room and rest first."

Unexpectedly, Lingyi didn't say anything. Wusi came out and closed Lingyi's door, feeling relieved. He sent Qiqi to her room and then went back.

The next afternoon, when Wu Si was still sleeping soundly, there was a constant knock on the door, and he immediately lost all sleepiness.

"Get up and pack your things. Our master has instructed us to leave Xindu tonight."

Wu Si packed up and went out. When he met Eleven in the corridor, he was glared at. Others also looked at him unkindly. Wu Si could probably guess why. It was nothing more than that his failure in the mission was known to everyone, and finally caused all of them to evacuate Xindu urgently.

But Wu Si would not care about these. Apart from Qi Qi, he had nothing to care about.

It was around three or four in the afternoon when Song Xinjun woke up. The light coming in through the window hung quietly on the floor. He turned over to look at the clock, then got out of bed in distress to wash and change his clothes.

It was too late last night, and he was really tired, so he went home to rest. But he actually had something very important to do today. He came to the outside of Han Jianhui's mansion, and then walked along the wall into the grove.

He wanted to reconstruct the situation at that time. No matter from which angle, he had to go back to the scene. He walked to the edge of the woods. It was only a few steps from the door. The trees were also quite old. It was easy to hide or escape at night.

Song Xinjun walked back and forth a few times, then cast his eyes on the big banyan tree.

Zhou Chen described it very clearly last night. When he was chasing downstairs, the man jumped down from this tree. When he jumped down from this tree, An Yan was still lying in ambush at the gate as planned. Otherwise, once An Yan saw him, how could he let him go so easily?

So Zhou Chen chased out of the gate and followed An Yan. Once the man fled into the woods, the two of them could not find any trace of him. After thinking this through, Song Xinjun sighed and walked under the big banyan tree to try to find more traces.

Song Xinjun didn't expect that An Yan didn't act according to the original plan.

Under the big banyan tree was a patch of grass that was still green. Song Xinjun looked at it for a while but couldn't see anything, so he simply sat on the grass and looked up at the treetops on the high wall.

Is there really no clue at all? Song Xinjun was discouraged and pulled a handful of grass beside him. Wait, he immediately stood up and leaned over. The grass under his feet was a little bareer than the surrounding grass. And he inferred that, just like his previous action, someone had pulled it off.

Because the stems and leaves of the grass that had been pulled off were still fresh. But he carefully pulled away every blade of grass that seemed to have been pulled off, but found nothing. The sun was setting, and Song Xinjun decided to clap his hands and stand up. After he stood up, he stretched his muscles and patted his butt.

He started his return journey the same way he had come, thinking that he was being too suspicious.

When Su Ziling woke up, An Yan was not at home. He did not care and just cleaned up the chores at home. He was too busy these days and did not wash the clothes or mop the floor. When he put away Xiao Su's toys from the table, An Yan just unlocked the door and came back.

"An Yan, look, Brother Yin has installed the window for us." Su Ziling pointed at the bright window and said, "It's sunny here in winter, and you can read by the window with Xiao Su again."

"Really?" An Yan asked softly, changing into slippers and coming over to see. They had been busy catching people outside for the past two days, and they came back too late last night. Both of them were tired and sleepy, so they didn't pay attention.

"An Yan, where have you been?" Su Ziling sniffed, "You smell like grass."

"I went to the park and sat for a while. I feel a little tired."

"Oh." Yes, after a while, the grass leaves in the park will turn yellow.

"What should we do next? We don't need to guard Han Jianhui's place anymore."

"Well, let Song Xinjun and the others take care of the rest. Zi Ling, go pick up Xiao Su from school later. I want to go to the hospital."

"Okay, you go."

After An Yan left, Su Ziling was left alone in the room again. Xiao Su was in school, A Jiu was in the hospital, and He... would go back to Yin's place during the day and come to stay at night. Speaking of which, when they were not at home these two days, it was Sister Wuying and He who helped take care of A Jiu and Xiao Su. I have to tell Sister Wuying that she doesn't have to pick up Xiao Su from school today.

Su Ziling glanced at the clock on the wall. It was half past four, and there was still some time left, so he got up and went upstairs to Yin's place. As soon as he arrived at Yin's place, Su Ziling was immediately attracted by a sweet smell.

"Sister Wuying, are you baking cookies?" Su Ziling shouted loudly.

"Yeah, I was thinking about bringing her to Xiao Su when I pick her up later and asking her to bring her back to you. By the way, how did you complete your mission? Why didn't An Yan come?"

Wuying lowered her head and fiddled with the mold in her hand. One plate of cookies had already been baked, and the golden color looked very tempting. But she also planned to change the mold and bake another plate of cookies with a different shape.

"Sister, you ask too many questions at once. Where's my brother? Is he home?"

"Yes, in the study."

"Then I'll go upstairs to find him and bake more cookies." Su Ziling grabbed a few and put them in his mouth.

"Okay, I get it, go ahead." Wuying said with a smile.

Su Ziling chewed the biscuits for a while, and only after he finished chewing them did he knock on the door and push it open.

"Brother, do you know what happened last night?"

"I know, but from your looks, things don't seem to be going smoothly."

"Well, the people showed up but they ran away. We still don't know who they are or what they look like."

Su Ziling stood next to his brother's desk, looked down and asked him, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Ancient books. I should have looked through them long ago to find some clues."

"What do you mean?"

"Zi Ling, let me ask you, do you still remember that An Yan injured someone with the 'thin thread' a few nights ago? The person who appeared at our door in the middle of the night."

"That's An Yan's pure ability, right? Of course I remember it. Brother, aren't you here too?"

"Yes, I remember using the trick that An Yan used once."

"Yes, when my ability awakened. Besides that time, I saw it once more."

"Really? In what situations is it used?"

"Before we came back, in the New World. But that time he just took Xiao Su and me to the roof to see the scenery."

"Go up to the roof to see the view? Nothing else happened?"

"No, the roof is intact. It's public property. What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"Ah, no, just chatting."

"Stop lying to me. Tell me quickly, what happened to An Yan?" Su Ziling walked around the desk anxiously.

"It's really okay. Maybe you know in your heart how deeply An Yanshi's move has developed his pure ability. I'm just a little worried. After all, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind." Seeing Su Ziling coming over, Yin stood up and sat back on the table, facing the Xue Di hanging on the wall.

Su Ziling also imitated his brother and sat on the table backwards, looking at Xue Di. "Okay, brother, you can attach your abilities to the knife, right?"

"Correct."

"Is there any pure ability?"

"Yes, but it can only be attached to a knife. The real pure ability is to transform into the form of a knife."

"I see. Does that mean that Lin Xuanfeng can now extend or shorten the length of this knife? This is the second step."

"You can understand it this way, wait until his body recovers. Okay, it's useless for you to know these now, just practice slowly, pure ability is not omnipotent." Yin patted Su Ziling's shoulder and stood up.

"It's getting late. I'm leaving now, bro. I have to pick up Xiao Su from school."

"Let's go." Yin said with a smile.

He waited until Su Ziling left before pulling up a chair and sitting down again. He continued flipping through the ancient books spread out on the table, his face looking heavy.

It was widely rumored that 'Absolute Defense' was a symbol of An Yan's ability development and the embodiment of his strongest 'Son of God'. However, Yin knew now that it was definitely not that simple. Because absolute defense was just passive protection and not offensive. According to Zi Ling, the line that An Yan held in his hand that night, he could completely control its attack power with his own will.

It's just horrible.

If An Yan intended to murder someone, it would be too terrible. Because Yin could not imagine the power that tiny thread could actually exert. Its attack distance and attack power were beyond Yin's imagination. And the pure power being developed to such an extent had not been recorded in ancient books.

Yin didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing that An Yan developed his pure ability to such an extent.

First of all, let's not talk about whether his body can bear it. Let's talk about the ability itself. The ability consumes a person's vitality. How many people will never touch the deeper level after developing their abilities to a certain extent, in order to make themselves live longer.

And what is An Yan planning to do?

Yin shook his head and closed the book. An Yan was not like what he usually showed. He was definitely not a person that people could rest assured about. Yin walked out of the study, but no matter what, he couldn't act easily because he had to wait until Jing found another entrance and exit.

Later that day, Song Nan received a letter from Song Yu, asking him to meet him at an inn called Qingshan.

Song Nan went there almost immediately after receiving the letter. Qingshan is a very quaint inn, and when he stepped on the wooden stairs, there was a creaking sound. Perhaps this sound was too special, and when Song Nan walked up the stairs with the creaking sound, Song Yu was waiting for him in front of a door.

In the yellow light, Song Nan followed Song Yu back into the house.

"I called them back, and they will return to Xindu tonight."

"Why? Have we been discovered?"

"No. Let me ask you, has the person who used Song's hand card in Sand City been found?"

"I've found out that it's Song Xinjun from the revolutionary army." Song Nan handed him the information and walked over to turn on the desk lamp.

This room faces the sun, and the windows are open. It's not dark inside, but it's not dark enough to read the text. While Song Yu was reading the information, Song Nan took a quick look at the room. It's not big, and the furnishings are simple, with just a bed and a table. The table is covered with a tablecloth, and the dark gray pattern looks a bit worn. As for the bed, the bedding is flat but a bit thin.

"Who is his father? Why did he disappear for five whole years?"

"This has not been found out yet. We have to wait for some time."

"You must find out for me. His identity is not simple."

"it is good."

"I have one more thing to ask you. When you go back, think about it and make a list for me."

"What kind of list?"

"A list of people within the Song family who are trying to split the Song family and are threatening us."

"This...you mean..." Song Nan was shocked.

"It's just as you think, so you better be careful. But I will go through the list, don't worry."

"I understand."

Since Song Yu wants to be an enemy of the world, then he will accompany him. He only needs to firmly hold his position beside him.

"Brother Song Yu, aren't you going home to live?"

"No, if you have something to do, go ahead. Give me what I want as soon as possible, and just come here next time."

"Okay." Seeing Song Yu turn off the lamp, he stood up and walked to the bed. Song Nan responded, closed the door and left.

At this time, it was completely dark outside. When Song Nan walked back to the Song residence, he entered through the side door. After walking a few steps inside, he suddenly stood there motionless. After the brutal fight that night, everything here has been repaired. The holes in the wall have been patched up, and after repainting with white paint, it is not noticeable at all compared to other places. The land is also flat and smooth, and various flowers and plants have been replanted, but he never has time to tell Song Yu about these.

Song Yu has changed since Zhao Yunqi died and Song Xin ran away from home that night. Song Nan knows this. Sometimes he feels that no matter what he does, he can never stand by Song Yu's side, but he was so close before. How is he worse than Zhao Yunqi? But why would Song Yu rather leave a position for the person who betrayed him than see his efforts?

But it doesn't matter. If Song Yu really wants to do what he was told to do tonight, then maybe after this time, he won't have to work hard, everyone will push him to their side. Maybe then, Song Yu will understand that he will be the only one by his side.

Thinking of this, Song Nan changed his destination. He was going to the study to sort out the long list.