Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

This sudden turn of events startled Fujiwara no Heiji, who was about to reveal the secrets of his trip, causing his alcohol-numbed mind to clear up somewhat.

Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable, overwhelming rage surged into their hearts!

"Baka yarou!!"

The young man from the Ping family grabbed an unopened bottle of Black Label whiskey from the bar and slammed it down on the bar with a loud "bang," his furious aura almost tangible.

Fujiwara was even more direct; he stepped forward and raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

An even louder slap than before landed squarely on Tu Feiyuan's still-swollen face.

"You insolent wretch! Who do you think you are?! How dare you interrupt our conversation time and time again! Do you really think we wouldn't dare throw you into this Bohai Bay to feed the sharks?!"

The young Fujiwara was trembling with rage, cursing wildly in fluent Kyoto-accented Japanese.

In Japan, even with the lowest-ranking commoners, nobles rarely did their own work, as they found it dirty.

But Doiyu's repeated overstepping of authority today has completely trampled their dignity underfoot!

however.

To everyone's surprise, this time, the fat man who had been beaten did not bow down and back down as timidly as before.

He stared intently at Lin Qi, who sat upright on a high stool with a faint, cold smile on his lips, his eyes revealing a desperate, reckless aura.

"My lords! I'd rather die than accept this! But these few words must be said today!"

Ignoring the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Tu Feiyuan's voice was as mournful as an owl wailing at a grave.

"This guy isn't some young master making a living in Shanghai at all! He's a dangerous schemer!"

"He's a member of the inner circle of the Southern Headquarters! He's the powerful vice-principal of the Whampoa Military Academy! This trip to Fengtian was his special envoy, representing the South in a secret alliance with Zhang Zuolin to jointly resist the Zhili clique. He should have been negotiating, but somehow he's here. I suspect there's a conspiracy!"

Tu Feiyuan was panting heavily, and he quickly exposed Lin Qi's underwear.

"My lords! Our trip to Shanghai is crucial to the safety of that important person! How can we possibly tell this top-secret warlord, who's full of scheming and plotting, about something so confidential?!"

The young man from the Fujiwara Heiji clan was stunned.

They stared wide-eyed, looking Lin Qi, who was holding a wine glass, up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

The core of the southern base?

Vice Principal of Whampoa Military Academy?

Special Envoy from Fengtian?

Any one of these titles would be enough to stir up a huge wave in the era of warlord chaos!

And all these identities are concentrated in a Shanghai young master who looks to be no more than twenty years old and who just moments ago exuded a roguish air?!

After the initial shock, the two young men frowned deeply.

Although they are naive and arrogant, they are definitely not fools.

Tu Feiyuan was right. If the man in front of them really had such a complicated political background, then they really couldn't reveal even a single word about their purpose in going to Shanghai.

However, for these two privileged individuals who grew up in wealthy and powerful families with strict hierarchies, what they resented more than the so-called political risks was Doiyu's presumptuous act of trying to make decisions for his master!

Fujiwara took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and gave Doi-Oboro a cold glance.

"Are you done talking?"

Tu Feiyuan was taken aback: "Young...Young Master..."

"Now that you've finished speaking, get back to your cabin!"

Fujiwara's voice was flat and emotionless, yet utterly cold: "We know what we're doing in Shanghai. We don't need you, you dog, barking here. Get out!"

Tu Feiyuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He knew that he had completely offended these two ancestors.

He closed his eyes in despair, bowed deeply, and then, like a stray dog ​​with its spine broken, stumbled back to a corner of the club, but his wary eyes remained fixed on this side.

After dismissing the fat man, Fujiwara turned his head and looked at Lin Qi with a complicated expression.

The earlier fervor of drinking with a bosom friend was gone, replaced by a deep sense of wariness.

"Lin Jun".

Fujiwara smiled, concealing his true thoughts, and casually said, "An annoying dog, I've already gotten rid of him. Where were we? Oh right, Lin-kun, you still haven't told me what you do in Shanghai!"

Listening to Fujiwara's seemingly casual question and glancing at his and Hirashi's tense bodies, Lin Qi secretly sneered.

Oh, you fat, chubby guy, it seems you've told them my identity.

However, you don't understand human nature at all, and you don't understand what true "sincerity" is.

Lin Qi did not answer immediately. He put down his wine glass, slowly took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped his mouth.

Then, the arrogance and frivolity on his face vanished in an instant, like the tide receding.

Instead, there is the vicissitudes of life and a profound sense of having the world in one's heart.

"What do I do?"

Lin Qi's voice became deep and magnetic, and he looked directly into Fujiwara no Heiji's eyes with an open and sincere gaze.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you that I was going to say I was a revolutionary."

He took the bottle with remarkable ease and personally filled Fujiwara Heiji's glass with whiskey, his movements elegant and composed.

"I am a special envoy from the South and the vice principal of Whampoa Military Academy. My trip to Fengtian is to contact the Fengtian clique on behalf of you, persuade them to leave the pass, jointly resist the Zhili clique, and complete the unification of the country."

Lin Qi picked up his wine glass, swirled it gently, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"This is top secret, enough to get you killed, but I'm going to tell you the truth."

He paused, his gaze burning as he stared intently at the two Japanese soldiers who were stunned by his confession.

Lin Qi's tone suddenly became extremely sincere, even carrying a touching air of chivalry.

"I shouldn't have said this, but after these few hours of interaction, I'm deeply impressed by your magnanimity. I want to call you friends; I feel that friends shouldn't hide things from each other!"

After saying that, Lin Qi tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor in his glass in one gulp.

The art of attacking the mind!

The ultimate art of psychological manipulation!

For Fujiwara and Heiji, two young men who grew up in a noble circle full of hypocrisy, scheming, and flattery, Lin Qi's candid revelation directly opened the softest door in their hearts!

They told us secrets that could cost us our lives without holding anything back!

They consider us true friends and would rather risk being exposed than lie to us!

And us?

But we doubt him!

They even had to hide the purpose of their trip to Shanghai!

This is an absolute insult to the spirit of Bushido and the honor of the nobility!

A powerful sense of shame and emotion instantly overwhelmed the two Japanese soldiers.

"Lin Jun!"

Fujiwara suddenly stood up, grabbed Lin Qi's hand, and her eyes were a little red.

"Stop talking! We were judging a gentleman by our own petty standards! Mr. Lin is magnanimous and open-minded; he is truly a hero!"

The young man from the Ping family also stood up, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp. His tone was full of apology: "Mr. Lin, from today onwards, you are our most honored friend! Anyone who dares to touch you will be making an enemy of the Ping family!"

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