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The most urgent task is to go to Chernobog and settle things with the integration movement in this world.

An Xin shook her wrist, and the handcuffs clattered against the chair armrest.

"I don't want to answer. What's the point of asking these questions?"

When will you untie me? I'm in a hurry to Chernobog to see your sister.

"You're not going to answer my question? You expect me to solve it for you?" Chen Huijie said with a long face.

"I'm going to Chernobog to find your sister in this world and explain some things."

An Xin shook the handcuffs on her wrists again, "Let me go, let's go together."

"........."

Chen Huijie covered her head, feeling that things were getting more and more complicated.

She can no longer understand.

Lin Qingze?

Or is it An Xin?

She unlocked the handcuffs. "Let's go. With you here, we won't be attacked by the Reunion Movement no matter what, right?"

"Yes, I can be sure of that."

Anxin nodded, "But do you really want to see Talulah? You should know that the mastermind behind this riot is very likely your sister Talulah."

What do you plan to do then?

Should we put her in jail?

And also, don't you hate her? Hate her for abandoning you twenty years ago and leaving with Kosiché.

"Why should I hate her, sister... Xiao Ta, she didn't do anything wrong... I'm actually very dissatisfied with Wei Yanwu, forcing our mother to marry him..."

"Forget it, there's no point in talking to you." Chen Huijie's eyes were strange as she looked him up and down, seemingly still unable to accept that An Xin and the An Xin from twenty years ago were the same person.

An Xin noticed her gaze. "There's plenty of time on the road. Ask whatever you want."

"Oh, okay."

Originally, Chen Huijie's attitude towards him was very casual; she basically used him to the point of exhaustion if he wasn't already dead.

Now their attitude is different.

This made An Xin feel a little uncomfortable.

He still misses the Chen Huijie of his childhood, not the Chen Sir of today.

Time is a strange thing. It has transformed the timid, naive, and dependent Chen Huijie into the disheveled Chen Sir who now seems to owe everyone money.

Two people came downstairs in a car and headed straight for the port, but they saw another person at the port.

"I'm sorry, Lao Chen, but I think it's still necessary to report this matter."

Ghost Sister's face showed apology.

The port was very windy and sparsely populated; only occasionally, when a road vehicle docked, would a few people be present.

An Xin never expected to come to the port twice in one day, let alone see him.

Behind Ghost Sister stood Wei Yanwu and a large group of black-clad shadow guards, who had cleared a space specifically to wait for him and Chen Huijie.

“You can’t go, Huijie.” Wei Yanwu held his pipe, his face expressionless. “I’ve been through this once, and I absolutely cannot let you be used by Kosiche again.”

"How do you know I'm going to fight Talulah to the death? Couldn't it be to catch up?" Chen Huijie retorted.

“Huijie, you’re not a child anymore.” Wei Yanwu said, smoking a cigarette. “There are many things you can’t do impulsively. You two are sisters, so you should be even more careful to avoid suspicion.”

I don't want to see the tragedy of the previous generation repeat itself in the next generation.

You don't understand the interests and politics involved between Da Yan, Ursus, and Victoria...

You're still too young, Huijie.

Having said that, without giving Chen Huijie a chance to refute, Lao Long turned his head and looked at the blond youth.

"It's been a long time, Anxin. Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect to see you again. You haven't changed at all, Anxin."

“Really? It feels like only a few years to me,” An Xin replied.

The two instances combined only took four years, which is indeed a very short time for him.

Wei Yanwu was speechless.

Many things flashed through his mind, such as the Great Flame Beast that appeared in Ursus last year.

Perhaps An Xin really is a behemoth, then what is a long twenty years for him is indeed just a few years for An Xin.

If he really is a behemoth, then all problems are solved.

The Lin family was willing to cover for him; the identity of Lin Qingze was merely a facade, an identity given to him by the Lin family to navigate this era.

The information he could easily investigate might all be fabricated by the Lin family.

This also explains why An Xin hasn't changed at all over the years.

Wei Yanwu suppressed his guess for the time being, coughed lightly, and continued to ask An Xin.

"Anxin, are you planning to go to Chernobog? To bring my good-for-nothing niece back?"

"Lord Wei, I dare not guarantee that I could do what I couldn't do twenty years ago, but I will definitely make things clear to her and explain everything to her."

I thought that since my wife left, I wouldn't be able to stay and continue working, but unexpected circumstances have arisen, and now I have to go.

The wives An Xin was referring to were naturally Talulah and the other two. At first, he genuinely believed that with them, the problems of the Reunion Movement wouldn't be easily solved.

Unexpectedly, his game content actually had a real impact on the world.

Then he must go and meet Talulah, Alina, and Frostnova in this world.

After listening to Hoshiguma's report, Wei Yanwu naturally knew about the relationship between Anxin and Talulah. However, he did not expect that the wife Anxin mentioned was not the same person as the niece he thought she was.

His gaze was somewhat complicated as he spoke, "Shouldn't you change how you address me?"

“…In a sense, yes…but it depends on Talulah, my word doesn’t count,” Anxin replied.

"Hahahaha, alright then."

Old Long first laughed loudly, then his smile turned bitter as he bowed to An Xin and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I'm begging you to let Talulah come back to see me. I don't expect her to forgive me, but I want to apologize to her in person and talk things out."

“Lord Wei, Talulah is no longer that naive little girl. I imagine she will come back to see you before leaving Lungmen, even without you asking,” An Xin said with a smile.

Chen Huijie frowned.

These words sound like they're implying she's an immature little girl, and they come across as sarcastic.

Hoshiguma came to her side and whispered, "I'm sorry, Chen, I think it would be better to report this to the superior. Besides, I don't think you should go."

"It's okay, I know you're doing this for my own good." Chen Huijie indicated that she didn't mind; she understood Wei Yanwu's feelings and his actions.

But she just wanted to go.

Is it wrong for her to want to see her sister whom she hasn't seen for twenty years?

That's right.

The mistake lies in their identities: Chen Huijie is a senior superintendent of the Lungmen Guard Bureau, while Talulah is a leader of the Reunion Movement; they are no longer the same.

While the two were whispering, An Xin and Wei Yanwu had already discussed their terms.

In her eyes, the blond youth was tall and well-proportioned, and wearing a coat, you couldn't see any of his strong muscles.

His gaze sharpened, and he said, "I do have a favor to ask of Lord Wei."

"You said."

"I need food, the more the better. I want to eat while driving, is that okay?"

An Xin paused for a moment.

They can't keep eating the green belts anymore; they're practically plucking the Dragon Gate bare.

"Food? Sure! But the military and the Guard Bureau aren't suitable to be in Chernobog, so I've hired a logistics company that I hope will be of help to you."

However, you might have to wait a while for the food. How about we leave in half an hour?

Wei Yanwu waved his hand.

A road vehicle drove up, carrying two people: a red-haired angel and a bread man.

"Hey, it's Exia over here!"

"Penguin Logistics, Croissant, don't worry, boss, as long as you pay enough, I'll absolutely guarantee your safety."

Seeing that the two were not very reliable, An Xin had no choice but to go there this time. He could not use his identity as a member of the Guard Bureau, but rather as a member of the Reunion Movement.

He waved his hand and watched as the people loaded the food boxes into the road vehicle.

Sister Gui knows that Anxin has a big appetite, but the trip to Chernobog will take less than three hours, so why prepare so much food?

She came to Anxin's side and asked, "Anxin, you've prepared so much food, what exactly do you need it for? Is it for Chernobog? Or for the Reunion Movement?"

“No, I’ll eat by myself.” An Xin shook her head. “I haven’t been eating well lately, so I should take this opportunity to have a proper meal.”