Haizhi Island was bustling with cheers. Everyone raised their glasses and congratulated one person with great enthusiasm.

The booming drum music shook the sky, telling of the joy and rejoicing of the people of Haizhi Island because of the return of that man and the existence he brought back.

Su Ping, or rather, the name known to everyone, Mo Ran from the Southern Cross Fleet, single-handedly rescued the hostage Nan Zhangsheng, and then captured Jiutiao Sara alive again, winning the admiration of everyone.

In the most solemn hall of Haizhi Island, the gods and priestesses sat on the high seat, praising the many heroes of this event, and expressing gratitude and admiration for the friendly forces that cooperated with them.

The one who paid particular attention to the writing during this period was Su Ping, who used a pseudonym. He was dragged to meet everyone, clink glasses with them, and say polite words.

Su Ping was already accustomed to this situation, and he behaved very properly and gracefully, always smiling at visitors, never showing off or being arrogant.

Immediately afterwards, Xin Hai announced a banquet to entertain the many heroes of this operation, and those who were connected to the Southern Cross Fleet were also on the list.

The music was extremely melodious, the venue was decorated in a local style, all the food at the banquet was seafood caught that day, and the wine was aged and mellow.

In such a festive atmosphere, even though he was still a teenager, Wu Lang couldn't help but drink too much, and his cheeks turned red from drinking, just like a virgin girl who was happy to see her lover and couldn't hide her shyness.

General Wu Lang was still a teenager, so he was straightforward and never thought deeply. He carried a pot of wine, staggered over to Su Ping, and asked.

"Well, Brother Mo, your skills don't look like those of a businessman. Not only have you practiced them before, but you use them often, right?"

Su Ping smiled calmly, and under the gaze of the others, he remained calm and explained slowly: "I said I was a businessman, but in fact my family fell into poverty. I have no Mora to do business with, so I had to work as a bodyguard. Fortunately, I learned martial arts since I was a child, so I am doing well."

"Oh." Wu Lang opened his sleepy eyes and felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Brother Mo, aren't you from the Southern Cross Fleet?"

"Yes, but it's just a title. They will call me when there is a big operation. I am usually busy with my own work." Su Ping spoke without thinking.

Nan Zhangsheng responded, "Yes, I helped you when you wanted to join the fleet. Otherwise, our fleet would have lost a great general!"

A few rebels twitched their lips and wanted to say, that fleet is yours, why are you putting on airs?

But when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that the heroic Beidou had a very close relationship with the pretty boy who had been captured, so I understood what was going on.

The banquet was quite large. Xinhai sat alone in a high seat, but he did not move his chopsticks, nor did he even look at other tables. He was always gazing out of the hall.

The entrance of the hall faced the east, which was the direction of the battlefield at that time and also the direction of the island where Inazuma Castle was located. She looked calm and stared at that direction with eager eyes.

Some people, seeing this, thought that the witch was thinking about state affairs, and they praised her in a low voice, saying that she was really leading by example, working diligently and tirelessly, and even thinking of countermeasures while attending the banquet. The future of Haizhi Island is bright.

However, Nan Zhangsheng did not think so, he knew the reason, Xin Hai did not eat fish, sometimes he did not even eat aquatic species, and because of his status, he could not leave too early, so he stared at the outside of the hall, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

How should I put it? It's kind of speechless, or even... cute?

Nan Zhangsheng didn't care about that anymore. He picked up all kinds of seafood on the table, from fish to shells, from grilled to steamed, and put them into his bowl, eating them all up in no time.

After the banquet, Xinhai called Nan Zhangsheng alone, and the two sat opposite each other across a table under the flickering candlelight.

This is certainly not the witch's boudoir, but just a simple guest room. Judging from its ordinary layout, it is probably not used often.

Come to think of it, Haizhi Island is already a barren land, and now it is in the period of the Eye Hunting Order to close the country. There are very few people on this island who can provide a reception room, or even none at all.

"Mr. Nan, please." Xinhai personally brewed the tea and brought it to the young man in blue.

Nan Zhangsheng replied casually, and then slowly said: "Miss Miko, what secret do you have that must be revealed by the two of us, alone in the same room?"

Xin Hai looked gentle and smiled, "Confidential matters should be kept secret. I wonder if you could tell me a thing or two about what happened last night."

"why?"

"Listen to the details and improve your strategy."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Nan, at that time, abandoned the best method and chose to take the risk. I wonder if he believed in Mr. Mo's ability, or trusted the people of the Southern Cross Fleet?"

"Both. And wouldn't it be better to bring back a general prisoner who is willing to deal with it peacefully?"

"But originally, there were twelve captives, more than one."

"Haha, Miss Miko, there's no need to test my opinion like this. Kujo Sara was really captured by my brother Mo, and we are really not spies."

Nan Zhangsheng said this sincerely and honestly, so Xin Hai naturally accepted it a little. She really had a lot of things to consider, and she had to test it like this, which was difficult for her as a little girl.

"Well, I believe that Mr. Nan, Mr. Mo, and everyone in the Southern Cross Fleet are all trustworthy partners. I hope that our cooperation will be more pleasant in the future."

"Of course this is the best. The Southern Cross Fleet will never forget Haizhi Island as a partner."

"By the way, I wonder if Mr. Nan has completed the pairing of the rice seedlings?"

"Almost. It will only take a few days. I have experience in this matter and it is easy to do."

"Thank you, sir, for your noble character and hard work for Haizhi Island." Xinhai began to be polite again, saying the hospitality words of a human-goddess. Although she was smiling, it seemed a little fake.

Nan Zhangsheng sighed softly. This was very different from the military strategist and the lovely girl in the game. Perhaps this was more realistic. This was how a modern divine priestess should be.

She is dignified and elegant, with careful pronunciation, and her every word and action is very appropriate, but she is very bound by rules and lives like a puppet.

"It's a collaboration, not charity. We both get what we need. It's almost time. I'm leaving now."

Nan Zhangsheng said calmly, and stood up to leave. After thinking for a moment, he glanced back before leaving and said, "Miss Xinhai, please eat something as soon as possible. The banquet will last for two or three hours, which is quite unbearable."

Xin Hai was stunned, his pupils shrank, revealing disbelief and a hint of shyness. He tried to speak calmly and said, "Mr. Nan, you are worrying too much. I am fine."

"Okay, I won't delay your meal." Nan Zhangsheng waved his hand, turned around, and was about to step out, but suddenly remembered something, stopped, and looked back at the woman.

"One more thing. Some people in the resistance army are carrying something that is, um, not so good. It is dangerous and life-threatening. Remember to deal with it as soon as possible."

Xin Hai said seriously, "I've made note of it. Mr. Lao is concerned about it. Haizhi Island can still handle this matter."

"Got it. I believe you can accomplish it. Anyway, there is one more thing. Remember, the roar and earthquake on Ba Niang Island last night will not be difficult to accomplish!"

"What?" Xinhai opened his eyes wide, but the young man in blue had already left and disappeared without a trace.

Having said that, how could Xin Hai not understand that the horrific explosion was related to him, and might even have been his doing. This was really... dizzying.

It was just a guess, but it was unexpectedly confirmed. Xinhai didn't think that person was lying because there was no need to. It was just that she felt a little uncomfortable being told so directly.

"He has decided to be Haizhi Island's partner, so he revealed all these details and demonstrated his greatest strength?"

Late at night, a young girl was thinking and couldn't sleep the whole night, but the "culprit" who caused all this was sleeping soundly and comfortably, without any worries.

A few days later, Nan Zhangsheng developed the first batch of rice seedlings and planted them in the fields and waited for some time. If they succeeded, there would be no more trouble in the future.

At the same time, Xinhai was also taking action in secret, eliminating the bad elements in the resistance army and confiscating all the hidden evil eyes. Those who admitted their mistakes and repented continued to stay, while those who did not repent would be expelled from the army. The process was almost complete.

In this seemingly calm but actually somewhat dangerous development, a secret letter from Inazuma Castle was delivered to the witch's mansion, which really triggered a storm.

The rebels are really going to rebel.

Everyone gathered, boarded the warship, and sailed to the location of Inazuma Field, which is Narukami Island, the easternmost island in Inazuma.

After disguising themselves and removing everything that could represent their identity, the people of the Southern Cross Fleet left some people behind to guard the Death Star, and the rest followed.

Nan Zhangsheng was dressed in black with his long hair tied up. Under his persuasion, Su Ping also changed into black clothes. He really looked like a businessman.

Tenryo Bugyo, the general of the shogunate army, and Kujo Sara, a prisoner of the rebels, also followed on the journey. Her behavior in the past few days showed that she agreed to end the Eye Hunting Order, so she was forgiven.

Otherwise, no matter how hard Nan Zhangsheng and Su Ping tried, they would not be able to take the prisoner to the warship on Shanghai Island without resorting to tough measures.

The blue sea waves are one after another, and all the ships have only one goal, Narukami Island and Inazuma Castle.

"It seems that there is indeed a traitor!"

Nan Zhangsheng stood in the cabin, muttering to himself.

Su Ping touched his nose and said slowly: "According to what you said before, the society's move is indeed a bit... outward-looking?"

Nan Zhangsheng spread his hands with a smile on his face. He was not overthinking it. The main thing was that at this critical moment, one of the three great officials suddenly contacted him. Who wouldn't be confused?

There are a large number of samurai standing at the intersections of Inazuma Castle, as well as a special force that can use various escape techniques and is proficient in strange techniques. They are under the command of the club magistrate and are also the work of the head of the family.

Their name is the End of the End, and they are all ninjas with experience in battle. Even they have come out in full force, so you can imagine the importance of this operation.

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