"If I leave too, Yunxiu will die." Kamishiro Kongxu stood blankly in the Garrison Troops camp in City No. 10, holding her phone.
She knew very well what Kamishiro Yunluo meant. Previously, in order to obtain intelligence, Kamishiro Yunxiu had stayed close to the family head's faction and had even willingly allowed himself to be monitored by them.
Now that all three of them were under suspicion, if she and Kamishiro Yunluo fled together, Kamishiro Yunxiu would undoubtedly face a brutally cruel fate.
"So you're going to use yourself to help him continue earning their trust?" Kamishiro Kongxu asked. "Back then, you said, 'As long as we can accomplish our cause, it doesn't matter who finishes it in the end.' Even then, I guessed you wanted to use yourself to earn Yunxiu's trust. But wouldn't it be better if we found somewhere quiet to hide away and live our lives? No dazzling nightlife, no scheming against each other. Wouldn't that be nice?"
In the past, the old hierarchy within the Kamishiro Family had held all military power tightly in its grasp. The younger faction had ideas, but not enough strength to support them.
To overthrow the old power structure, someone had to penetrate its core.
Kamishiro Yunluo was naturally unruly and disdained pandering to those old men. Whenever he thought about how they had used neurons to seize bodies and lived for centuries, shamelessly using their descendants to prolong their own lives while also taking everything those descendants possessed, he felt sick.
But Kamishiro Yunxiu was different. This younger brother was more patient and better suited to becoming the one who would dismantle the old hierarchy from within.
Listening to the barrage of questions over the phone, Kamishiro Yunluo was momentarily speechless. Then he suddenly laughed.
"It's not what you