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Chapter 643 Going Home
This is no longer just being impolite; it's blatant hostility.

Yi Zheng'en stared at him for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands.

—The sound of crisp footsteps followed immediately.

Zhou You glanced in that direction and saw a woman dressed in a flamboyant manner, looking like a hostess, walking gracefully and smiling as she entered the room.

If it were someone else, they might have thought that bringing in a 'princess' or something to ease the tension—the woman's appearance wasn't bad either; she wasn't exactly a beauty that could topple kingdoms, but she was at least above average in looks.

Otherwise.

Zhou You had already summoned Wan Ren without hesitation.

There's no other reason than that the person who walked in was a cultivator. Even a cultivator who was a level above the one the mayor had seen.

Upon seeing Zhou You's actions, the woman covered her mouth and giggled, offering no response. Instead, she swayed her hips and moved behind Yi Zheng'en.

After a moment of silence, Zhou You asked.

"Brother Yi, what do you mean by this?"

Yi Jung-eun lifted the woman's light veil and then said with a smile.

“Brother Zhou, I’m aware of your true strength. Being in this room with just the two of us—well, the three of us—has made me a little uneasy, so I called my bodyguards over. I hope you don’t mind.”

"...Also from the amusement park?"

Ibrahim did indeed deny it cleanly and decisively.

“She’s not like you. This girl made a deal with a monster to gain her powers. But don’t worry, she’s absolutely loyal to me. She will never reveal a word of what we talk about.”

Zhou You rubbed the sword hilt with his thumb for a while, then leaned back against it.

"Alright, one more person is fine—but then, Brother Yi, could you please answer my question? Are you plotting against me?"

Instead of answering directly, Ijon Un took out two wine glasses and placed them in front of both of them. Then he opened a bottle of red wine and filled it to the brim.

"Just answering directly is too boring. How about this: you ask a question and you drink a glass of wine, I ask a question and I drink a glass of wine, until one of us gives up. What do you think?"

"Just drinking?"

Ijon smiled and shook the bottle.

"Of course it's just drinking, but this wine is a bit special. You'll know once you have a drink, brother."

Zhou You picked up the wine glass, swirled it, and smelled it—judging from the smell and appearance, it was just an ordinary bottle of red wine—before slowly drinking it down.

The moment the wine entered his stomach, he immediately frowned.

—He felt as if he had swallowed a piece of charcoal, and the scorching flames started in his throat and burned all the way to his stomach!
This is beyond description; even the 98° water of life cannot bring such pain.

Only after watching Zhou You drink it all in one gulp did Ijon say with a smile.

"This is a strange brew, which is not something that humans can handle. Ordinary people would be drunk to death after just half a cup. People like you who are inheritors, and people like me who have been modified, can drink a few more cups, but not too many."

"Moreover, and most importantly, this wine also has the ability to evoke truth."

The meaning of this statement is already quite clear.

Whoever can't hold on loses.

Zhou You toyed with his wine glass, then smiled and said something similar.

"Alright, I'll take it—but I've already had a drink. Now, Chief Yi, can you answer my question from before?"

Ijon shrugged and said crisply.

"The question you asked earlier was whether I was plotting against you, right? The answer is yes, I was indeed plotting against you."

"What are you calculating?"

"This is the second question."

"Is that so? Then please, Chief Yi."

Without further ado, Ijon also picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

In the blink of an eye, his face turned deep red as if flushed with blood—but after taking a deep breath, the redness completely disappeared.

"My question, Brother Zhou, did you see my brother?"

Did this guy find out?

Looking into those crazed eyes, after a few breaths, Zhou You told the truth.

"I did see him."

"What does he want with you?"

"Chief Yi, this is your second question."

Ibrahim remained silent.

Zhou You, on the other hand, downed his second cup.

From this glass onward, the toxins in the liquor began to erode the body, and a stinging sensation started to emanate from the joints—as if something was trying to break out, yet it also seemed like nothing at all.

"Alright, it's my turn to ask. Chief Yi, what are your plans?"

Ijon paused for a few seconds before speaking.

"Nothing more than wanting to live."

But after saying that, he frowned slightly, seemingly somewhat reluctant—but soon he had to add a sentence.

"Of course, staying alive is only the prerequisite for everything. Secondly, I still want to be one step ahead of my brother, and preferably ruin his plans as well. For this purpose, I have contacted some people and made preparations."

It seems this is the truth-telling effect of alcohol. After saying that, Ijon shook his head and downed another glass.

He did not possess the bloodline of the Heavenly Dragon, and even though he had undergone some modifications, he was still far inferior to Zhou You—the consequence of which was more severe side effects. However, despite the intense pain, he still asked as if nothing was wrong.

"Then, my second question, what did my brother want with you?"

Under the influence of the wine, Zhou You slowly began to speak.

“I’m not quite sure either. He seemed to just want to confirm something when he called me over. He said some random things and then said that if I gave him the things, he would give me enough compensation.”

The answer was utterly unhelpful, but Yi Jong-un still fell into deep thought—while Zhou You had already poured himself a glass of wine and then drunk it.

"So, Chief Yi, who are all the people you've been in contact with?"

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silence.

Ijon Un bit his lip, seemingly unwilling to say anything—but in the end he sighed.

"Fine, it's the game I want to play, so telling you won't hurt—but for safety's sake, shouldn't you ask that little thing next to you to leave?"

Zhou You glanced at it.

"Him? He's fine. But if you, the leader, think he might leak secrets, I have a way to deal with that."

He flicked a talisman into the air, and the next moment, Wang Xiaoer suddenly raised his head, pointing repeatedly at his ears and mouth, as if he wanted to say something in a panic, but no sound came out.

“This soundproofing talisman can last for about thirty minutes, enough for the two of us to finish our drinks. Chief Yi, please feel free to ask.”

After glancing at the light with interest, Ijon said simply.

"Actually, it's not that complicated, Brother Zhou. Do you know what's the most valuable thing in this chaotic world?"

"Food, energy?"

"No, no, no, those are all secondary. The only thing that is truly valuable is population," Ijon said eloquently.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that so many people in the city are rotting in the ground. It's because our area is a notoriously dangerous place, and the risk of running away is too high. But once they can get out, their value will immediately double."

"As for me, I've already contacted a well-run settlement with ample food and water. The only thing it lacks is enough people. If I can relocate most of the city's population there, I can not only get tickets to the amusement park, but I can even secure a formal seat."

Zhou You raised questions.

"But you said it yourself, leaving the city is too dangerous, so how can you take so many people with you?"

"That's an extra problem, but I'll treat it as a gift—then you'll need that extra thing I mentioned."

After saying that, he downed another glass of wine, and then, with his bulging eyes wide open, he said, word by word.

"Now it's my turn to ask—Brother Zhou, what exactly did you get your hands on from this trip?"

A fatal blow.

Or rather, all the groundwork laid before was for this one sentence.

Zhou You closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing—then, with a wave of his hand, a pile of items immediately appeared on the table.

The zither case placed in Diancang Ring, the gauntlets worn, and the blood-red gem.

But what was missing was that ordinary, tattered bag.

This was clearly an act of deception and lying. In an instant, the alcohol in his body began to surge violently, and all his nerves seemed to be torn apart. However, Zhou You remained calm and composed, using the Jing Shen Food Potion to neutralize the poison while staring intently at Yi Zheng En.

The other party no longer had time to care about him.

He first glanced at the violin case and boxing gloves, and immediately showed a look of surprise. Although he did not have Zhou You's convenient appraisal ability, as one of the top gangsters in the city, he naturally knew how valuable these two items were. But when he saw the gem, he could not take his eyes off it.

Four or five minutes later, he reached out, trying to grasp the blood-red light.

"I never expected it, I never expected it. My brother and I searched for so long, and you actually found it—as long as I have this, I can have it."

But before he could even touch it, the ruby ​​had vanished before his eyes.

Ijonun stared intently at Zhou You.

"What are you going to do?"

Faced with that murderous gaze, Zhou You rolled his eyes.

"this is mine."

"--you."

"I'll repeat myself, this is mine."

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After a long standoff, the neurotic gangster suddenly pushed the woman next to him away before speaking.

"I know it's yours, and I wasn't planning on taking it. But it's useless to you, so name your price and sell it to me, how about it?"

Zhou You laughed.

"What you said is true, this thing is indeed useless to me, but it should be somewhat useful to the mayor, who is helping your brother, right?"

Silence again.

Normally, Boss Yi should have made a move by now—but this guy still showed no intention of doing anything and sat back down listlessly.

"Fine, go ahead and try to get a deal from both sides. I can't control you. Anyway, the deal we made was just to investigate, not that I would definitely get it for myself. It's your turn to drink this cup."

However, Zhou You shook his head.

"I've asked all the questions I could. As for the rest, I doubt you know either, Boss Yi. I'll just consider this a loss. Perfect timing, I need to go home and check things out first, so I won't bother you any longer, Boss Yi."

Yi Zheng'en did not stop him, but just as Zhou You got up, he suddenly spoke.

"I know you probably think I'm untrustworthy, but I have to warn you, my brother is even less trustworthy. Anyway, let me tell you a secret."

He leaned back and spoke earnestly, word by word.

"This city is notoriously dangerous, but guess how my brother was able to build such a large number of shelters and support so many people?"

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Zhou You remained silent, but Ijon still provided an answer.

"It's simple. He's one of those weird dogs who keeps his position by paying tribute with human lives every year. I only go crazy occasionally, but he's been crazy all the time. He's killed far more people than I have. Do you think someone like him is trustworthy?"

Zhou You paused for a moment, but in the end, he still pulled the bewildered Wang Xiaoer and walked towards the door.

But just before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said something.

"By the way, Chief Yi, did you know that the Dry Tide is coming soon?"

However, the other party only returned a puzzled look.

"Dry tide? What's that?"

This time there was no car to pick him up, but Zhou You was used to walking, so he took Wang Xiaoer and strolled all the way back to his home.

There were some gang members standing at the door. When they saw him, one of them immediately smiled and said something.

"Master Zhou, you're back?"

Zhou You frowned.

"I don't think I know you. What are you doing here?"

The gang member nodded and bowed in response.

"The eldest brother was worried that if your sister was home alone, some fool might come and cause trouble, so he ordered the brothers to keep watch at the door and not let anyone in. Of course, don't worry, we haven't restricted your sister's freedom. She can do whatever she wants and go wherever she wants. We're just here to protect her safety."

Zhou You maintained his calm expression, but his eyes had darkened slightly.

Yi Jong Un may indeed look after his sister, but it's unlikely to be out of kindness or a desire to care for her—the message conveyed by having these people stand at the door is quite simple.

It's nothing more than a single sentence.

—We could take your sister hostage at any time, so you'd better think it over before making any decisions.

What is this, a threat?
Zhou You looked at the gang member who had spoken, his eyes revealing neither liking nor disliking him—and quickly waved his hand.

"Go back and tell Boss Yi that I appreciate his kindness, but my sister is always shy, so we won't trouble him to take care of her. You can go now."

However, the gang's men did not move.

Zhou You gave him a cold look.

"What, would you all like me to invite you to stay for a casual meal?"

Only then did the subordinate speak with a forced smile.

"No, no, no, we just... um... didn't expect to complete the mission so quickly. Well then, since Master Zhou has spoken, we won't disturb you any longer."

After that, the people who had been gathered at the door left in a swarm.

Zhou You watched their departing figures, pursed his lips, and then opened the door.

San San remained seated inside, holding the disproportionately large Braille book—hearing the door open, she instinctively looked up and paused for a few seconds.

Immediately, a gentle yet joyful smile appeared on his face.

"Brother, are you back?"

(End of this chapter)