Death of the Committee

Time flew by, and Aoko and the others spent another five years in the EVA world. Time here had reached 2020.

Over those five years, Gendo Ikari, the mastermind behind the Third Impact, not only failed to stir up any trouble, but instead kept a low profile, devoting himself wholeheartedly to research and construction with Kozo Fuyutsuki at NERV Headquarters, which had already risen into the air.

But as the saying went, when someone who was always causing trouble suddenly went a long time without causing any trouble... The message on the phone was none other than news of Shi Shilun's death. It had been confirmed: his body was floating on the sea, and he was said to have drowned.

"Yongzi, are you fucking trying to make enemies of me and everyone else?" Li Qiang was getting impatient and barked sharply.

From here, however, the cave entrance was not dazzlingly white. Instead, it looked like shattered glass.

One could imagine the predicament the royalist lords would face when they had no spare steel.

At that moment, two thugs and apprentices outside, having received Guo Jincheng's signal, also gathered around Zhao Xiang and stared at him with hostile expressions.

Under the cover of night, Su Weiyun took her own refined iron blade, turned, and sprinted away. Before long, she had left Splendid Manor.

Before Zhao Xiang left, Xiao Mingcheng gave him a word of advice. But Zhao Xiang merely brushed it off. These people were preparing to go after his family—how could he stay calm?

"Come on, Brother Hao, try my sister's tofu." Tang Fei picked up a piece of mapo tofu and placed it in Chen Tianhao's bowl.

"I'll pay by card, I'll pay by card, all right?" Liu Dagui gloomily pulled out a bank card, stood up, and headed