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“I know, it’s just that he didn’t follow the rules.” An Xin nodded.

“Then you also know the consequences,” she said.

"What are you trying to say? Are the twelve families going to join forces against a nobody like me? Or is Madame Sicily going to personally intervene?" An Xin raised an eyebrow.

“Hahaha, Mr. An Xin, I admire your humor. I guess you can only attract the attention of one family at most.” Lappland spread his hands.

She was becoming more and more curious.

The young man in front of me looks calm and cautious, but he does things that are quite arrogant.

An Xin held her wine glass and looked at the white-haired girl. Although her words just now were not exactly offensive, they contained a hint of mockery.

It means you still know you're a nobody. Let alone the twelve families joining forces or the Sicilian Madame, it would be a pretty good ending if even one family dared to lay a hand on you.

He had no interest in arguing with the little girl. "So, if there's nothing to talk about, I'm actually quite busy and have no interest in attending these kinds of banquets."

"Honestly, Mr. An Xin, don't be in such a hurry. Talking to me will be very beneficial for you."

Lappland took a sip of her drink. "Texas should think so too, right?"

When he heard his name called, Texas paused for a moment, nodded, and took a small sip of his drink as well.

An Xin glanced at it but didn't stop him. He told a joke: before he transmigrated, he lived in a country where even three-year-olds would dip chopsticks in alcohol.

He turned his gaze back to Lappland, and had to admit, this girl was also a first-rate beauty, with elegant gestures and a touch of allure in her eyes, coupled with a hint of madness.

Honestly, if An Xin didn't have several wives who were prettier than her, most people really wouldn't be able to resist such a beautiful girl. Please stay.

But Anxin refused.

"I have nothing to talk about with my family."

"Let's go, Texas."

After saying these two sentences, An Xin put down her wine glass and stood up.

Lappland wagged her tail. "Well, even if you're leaving, Mr. Anxin, Texas and I haven't seen each other for two days. We should catch up."

Texas didn't say a word and simply followed behind An Xin. Now that she was staying at An Xin's house, she regarded An Xin as her alpha wolf.

"Huh?" Lappland was taken aback.

She expected Texas to leave, but she didn't expect her to be so decisive. After all, she had just left the Saluzzo family. Even if the two weren't good friends, they could at least be considered acquaintances.

Are you not even going to give me this much face?

An Xin smiled, shrugged, turned and left, Texas following behind, ready to leave as well.

Just as the two were about to leave the banquet, Lappland caught up with them.

"Wait! Chief Anxin!"

"Is there anything else you want to say, Miss Lappland?" An Xin stopped walking, but did not turn around.

"I really want to know why you did this?! Mr. An Xin! What are you fighting for? Everyone knows that your actions last night were thankless and exhausting. Your family will despise you for breaking the rules, the police station will be destroyed because of your radicalism, and ordinary people will not be grateful to you. What are you fighting for?!"

The white-haired wolf girl bombarded everyone with questions, drawing their attention.

Almost everyone present knew about An Xin from what happened last night, and most of them were disgusted by her, while a few were indifferent and just watching the show.

All eyes were on An Xin. The chieftain of Saluzzo appeared on the stairs above the banquet hall, staring at the young man expressionlessly.

He spread his hands. “You ask me why, Miss Lappland, what do you think a normal country should be like, or is Syracuse like this from ancient times to the present and will be like this in the future?”

The twelve families have been constantly dying and rising and falling. Ordinary people have almost no way to advance. They can only join a family to try their luck and become part of the so-called upper class.

Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Wolves who try to portray themselves as high society only make people think they're dogs!

A person should have ideals and will to live. You act only for profit, which is no different from wolves hunting in the wilderness.

I don't act for personal gain, so you think I'm an oddball. But I want to say, the world changes quickly, so don't get left behind.

After that, he turned and left.

An Xin has now offended everyone. Some people are furious, some people hate him even more, and some people frown and remain calm.

Chief Saluzzo's face was grim, but he did not order anyone to stop Anxin from leaving. The others would not overstep their bounds and make the decision for the chief.

Unlike those people, he knew more and thought more deeply.

An Xin?

Whose fangs are they?

Is the Lord of Wolves his backer?

Or perhaps it's that Sicilian lady...

Watching the blond youth's departing figure, Lappland seemed to be deep in thought, and then chased after him.

"Clan Chief An Xin! Mr. An Xin, please wait for me! Please wait for me!"

Before the car door closed, she grabbed An Xin's wrist and looked him in the eye.

Those purple eyes were calm, completely unlike the extreme reactions they had shown at the banquet.

Yes, that's extreme.

Lappland cannot understand Anxin; her upbringing shaped her worldview.

Family rule over the country, no problem.

Now that she has met An Xin, she suddenly feels like she has grasped something.

In particular, the courage to challenge all the families made Lappland feel excited.

“I would like to hear more from you, Mr. An Xin.”

"Get in the car."

An Xin's lips curled slightly as she looked at Lappland, a feeling of joy in her eyes.

It's a good thing that young people still have passion.

She sat down next to Texas, behaving as properly as a real young lady.

"I want to know, what exactly should the normal world you're talking about be like?"

I want to know what your ideal is, and I want to know why you are able to do this.

“Very good, Lappland, let’s start with the first question: what should a normal country be like?”

Anxin was very happy.

It's incredibly difficult to get even one person out of the family tonight.

An Xin felt nauseous at the thought of being surrounded by criminals; she would send them all to prison sooner or later.

It feels pretty good to curse someone and then run away.

Chapter 81 Repentance and Reform

The car drove through the rainy night, the raindrops tapping against the windows with a slightly muffled sound, drip-drop. The driver played some classical music, which, while not as good as a live performance at a banquet, was better than nothing.

Accompanied by classical music and the sound of rain, the young man's voice was deep and captivating.

“A normal country should be one where the people are prosperous and happy, and everyone should live a good life, instead of everyone living in fear, leading the same impoverished life, and being threatened by the mafia at any time.”

My ideal society should be a union of workers in an orderly and free manner, where the free development of each individual is the condition for the free development of all, and the means of production are owned by all the people.

I don't know if you'll understand what I'm saying, Lappland.

The white-haired girl was lost in thought.

In fact, An Xin didn't intend for her to understand, let alone someone who had received gangster education since childhood understand these things in an instant.

However, there is still plenty of time.

On the way back, An Xin gave Lapland a brief talk on political ideology, making her aware of Syracuse's current situation, international status, and people's living standards.

This is a simple lesson in Marxist philosophy.

Thanks to the widespread education in his previous life, and also thanks to the fact that he never skipped Marxist philosophy class or Party class. The former was entirely because the Marxist philosophy teacher would only teach half the class and then brag in the second half, while the latter was because An Xin had already reached a certain level of ideological awareness and it was impossible for him to skip class.

When the car stopped inside the manor, Lappland felt dizzy, as if she understood everything, yet also as if she understood nothing at all.

She looked at the girl beside her. Texas still had an indifferent expression, without a trace of doubt on her face, eating a long bar of chocolate-covered biscuit, which should be called a Pocky.

"Texas, give me one."

“Okay.” She handed over the box. Lappland took out a cigarette, then put it back in her pocket, silently recalling what An Xin had just said.

Didn't understand.

Never mind, I'll just follow Teacher Anxin's lead.

The driver opened the door for the three people. The young man got out of the car, reached out his hand, and Texas took it, being helped out of the car by him.

"Lappland, if you have any problems in the future, you can come to me. You should go home tonight."

“I don’t want to leave.” Lappland blinked. “It’s alright for me to stay here, isn’t it? There are plenty of guest rooms.”