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Chapter 199. High Emotional Intelligence Feng Shiman
Jiang Jianxin remained silent, while the person in front of him spoke the most cowardly words with the most composed expression.

She didn't sense any powerful aura from Feng Shiman; she was only stunned by his breathtakingly handsome appearance—which proved that his strength was indeed inferior to hers.

Jiang Jianxin had no prior acquaintance with him and felt no need to become familiar with the war giant, Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

She simply nodded indifferently, stood with her sword in her arms, and said nothing more.

Yin Ju keenly sensed the tense atmosphere between the two and also heard their conversation.

His eyes widened suddenly as he looked at Feng Shiman in disbelief:

"You were actually there that time in Zhenbei City?"

He was absent from the Zhenbei City operation, unaware that his old friend had been sent there.

"Yes, it's a job assigned by the company."

Feng Shiman readily admitted it.

"So...you're the one who massacred Zhenbei City?"

Yin Ju frowned, his tone revealing displeasure.

The Zhenbei City incident caused quite a stir back then. The bloody scene of the city being ravaged by the Meat Grinder Wind Blade was remotely filmed by the Light faction and widely circulated on the forum.

He had his suspicions about Feng Shiman, but he was too embarrassed to confront her directly.

"I joined forces with that man surnamed Ji. He set up a killing formation to draw souls into the banner, but the formation was slow to operate. The company ordered me to assist, so I used wind to create blades and slaughtered everyone in Zhenbei City."

Feng Shiman stated calmly, without a smile on his lips or any emotion in his eyes, as if he had completed a routine task.

Yin Ju remained silent upon hearing this, took a sip of tea, and subtly moved closer to Jiang Jianxin, distancing himself from Feng Shiman.

Feng Shiman sensed the distance between the two, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips:

"If you dislike me, why bother coming all the way to pick me up?"

Yin Ju's knuckles rubbed the rim of the teacup; the tea had long since cooled.

He gazed at his old friend, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, his chest churning with complex emotions.

On one side is the friendship built over many years, and on the other is the deadly weapon meticulously crafted by Black Eye Pharmaceuticals. The scales of morality and emotion are violently swaying in his heart.

"The world has been rather turbulent lately..."

He finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

"We belong to different camps... I'm afraid if I don't come this time, the next time we meet will be on the battlefield."

When Jiang Jianxin told him last night that Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals was about to release a new product, even he, who was usually slow to notice the impending storm, sensed that something was about to happen.

In the past, when the major powers could maintain a semblance of peace, they could still drink and make merry. But now the situation has changed drastically, and those strategists of the Light who have been lying low for a long time are making their moves and laying their plans. The whole world is like a pot of oil about to boil.

When war breaks out, they will all be nothing more than pawns on the chessboard of strategists, manipulated at will.

By then, swords and spears will have no eyes, and the past will be forgotten. How will there be any chance to rekindle old friendships?

Feng Shiman sensed the heaviness in Yin Ju's words, and simply smiled and said:
"It's kind of you to still care about me. So, even though the war hasn't started, we're still good friends. You can't deny it."

Yin Ju neither said yes nor no; he simply lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

On the way back to the flood control office, Yin Ju kept drinking tea without saying a word. Jiang Jianxin glanced at him and thought to himself that it was fortunate that they were in Haidu, where he could squeeze water out of the air.

Otherwise, if he finishes this cup of tea, he won't have any water to drink, and it would be embarrassing for him to just stand there holding the cup.

"Wow--"

The waves carried the three of them onto the flood control dam. Xiao Zhang had already arranged for someone to lay a layer of bricks to prevent them from falling into the mud. Yin Ju looked at Feng Shiman and said:

"Are you going back to Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals now?"

Feng Shiman raised her hand to adjust her white trench coat, which was fluttering in the wind, and smiled radiantly:

"The headquarters hasn't recalled them yet, so there's no rush."

Yin Ju asked:

"So—you're going to stay here?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking. I wonder if it would be convenient for me?"

The wind blew gently, and his tone was very calm.

"It just so happens that my few typhoon babies are also bathing in the sea, so I can stay here to take care of them."

Yin Ju nodded. He knew that if Feng Shiman's typhoons didn't bathe and wandered around outside all year round, they would turn into sandstorms.

Feng Shiman likes a refreshing and clean breeze, so she brings the wind to the beach to bathe many times a year.

Since his friend had already said so much, Yin Ju naturally wouldn't refuse, and he said directly:
"Okay, I'll have Xiao Zhang arrange it for you later."

For the rest of the journey, the two chatted casually about what had happened before.

Jiang Jianxin had never heard of most of these things, and she should have found them boring. However, the key was that Feng Shiman was no ordinary person—as a tycoon of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, he got along well with the elders of the War Alliance. He had high emotional intelligence, especially in interpersonal relationships.

He responded steadily to every topic Yin Ju brought up, neither being overly enthusiastic to the point of discomfort, nor cold and perfunctory. Like the warmest ray of sunshine in spring, not scorching, but comforting enough.

When he speaks to you, it's like gently placing a restless heart on a soft cloud, never having to worry about falling. He can listen to every chaotic and lengthy story, and at the end, he can provide timely emotional value and feedback.

Moreover, he speaks gently and elegantly, with a composure that comes from reading many books. Sometimes he only says a few words, but he always gets to the point, making people feel like he has found a kindred spirit.

The mental walls that had been built up because of the Zhenbeicheng incident gradually melted away during this stroll.

The wrinkles between Yin Ju's brows unconsciously smoothed out, and he regained the cheerful demeanor he used to have when he was with his close friend.

What surprised Jiang Jianxin even more was that this person was considerate of her feelings when he spoke. He would calmly and slowly steer the conversation toward the shared experiences of Yin Ju and her, allowing her to naturally join the conversation.

During the short journey from the dam to the tent, the three of them got along as well as old friends.

This is actually quite surprising—she and Feng Shiman clearly only met today, didn't they?
Before chatting with Feng Shiman, Jiang Jianxin thought that Feng Shiman and Yin Ju's acquaintance was just a friendship that had been built up before.

Looking back now, as a war tycoon at Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, he must have done a lot of dirty and rotten things for the company over the years, and of course, he has done things that shattered Yin Ju's worldview. However, the two have always had a good relationship.

It is conceivable that Feng Shiman handled interpersonal relationships well, which is why she was able to keep Yin Ju as a friend.

After arriving at the flood control office and settling into her accommodation, Feng Shiman came to see her again around lunchtime.

"I heard that Jiang Zemin went to a brothel yesterday?"

Feng Shiman asked with a smile.

"Mentioned by Yin Ju?"

Jiang Jianxin immediately realized that it was Yin Ju who had revealed it.

"Hmm, I'd like to check out the brothel. Director Yin told me you just went there yesterday and didn't get back until late at night. You seemed to have had a great time."

Feng Shiman continued with a smile:

"I've never been to a den of iniquity. I wonder if Boss Jiang would be interested in being my tour guide?"

There will be another update tomorrow during the day, to prove I'm not just good at updating in the underworld, I can update in the living world too! ˙˙