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"No intentions?" Dou Congtong's face was full of disbelief.
"Miss Dou," Chen Xiaojun said, looking at her calmly, "if I truly had some scheme in mind, the ones visiting today would not be a handful of 'children' like us. I came only to inform Deputy Commander Dou's family of his current circumstances. Nothing more."
A flicker of emotion crossed Ye Sirong's eyes. "You're not here to have us persuade Old Dou?"
Chen Xiaojun shook his head and smiled. "You're worrying too much, madam. There's no need, because Deputy Commander Dou has confessed."
Ye Sirong's expression finally changed slightly. "What do you mean, Young Master? I know my husband's temperament. While he isn't blindly loyal to Barton, neither is he someone who clings to life, fears death, and readily betrays his master. How could he possibly..."
A dreadful possibility suddenly struck her, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes. "Did you use some... special means?!"
At that moment, Zhu Yanfeng, who had been smoking in silence, slowly spoke. He tapped his pipe against the edge of the table, producing a dull knock.
Looking at Ye Sirong, he interjected, "Sirong, my dear niece, I'm a generation older than you, so I'll speak plainly. Dou Jing... is a tough bone to crack. That's something I rather admire about him."
"We tortured him, and he endured a great deal. But hard bones don't mean a man has no vulnerable spot. As for what his vulnerable spot is... you should know that better than anyone."
Ye Sirong's body tensed almost imperceptibly. Her face paled slightly, and her gaze abruptly sharpened like a blade of ice.
She understood! Everything suddenly fell into place!
"How... did you learn of our existence?!" Her voice lowered, carrying suppressed fury. "Did those in the