Today's third update: Chapter 3239! 3/4!
He understood one thing well: when someone began to strongly suspect that a certain target was connected to someone they could never forget, all manner of overt and covert probing would inevitably follow in order to confirm that suspicion, like sharks drawn to blood—one after another, without end.
What a... pain, Xu Kun sighed inwardly.
Being so "fondly remembered" by an old "friend" truly irritated him.
He and Kun, his nominal "brother from different fathers and mothers," had only met face-to-face a handful of times at most. They had never shared much of a personal connection.
"My good brother Kun... is the bond between us truly that deep? So deep that, even after nineteen long years, even after I've been 'dead' for so long, you still can't let me go? You still can't believe that I'm truly 'gone'?"
This "persistence" that transcended time, life and death, and racial barriers made Xu Kun feel troubled and vexed. Yet deep within him, there seemed to be an exceedingly faint warmth that slipped quietly past, one he might not even have clearly noticed himself.
But it lasted only an instant.
What remained was deep wariness and helplessness at the possibility of exposing his identity and disrupting all his plans.
However, once a seed of suspicion had been planted, it would take root and sprout.
Xu Kun knew perfectly well that as long as the other party harbored doubts, every kind of overt and covert test would follow one after another like a parasite clinging to bone, impossible to guard against.
This time, he had chosen not to kill. He had merely driven away Kun's personal guard and left behind an invitation to meet at the summit. That was already an act of mercy, showing consideration for