The Supreme Bureau.
Number One and Si Mingde were already waiting around the round table, along with the other members who had been confirmed to go with them to repair the Dragon Vein.
When Si Yan entered the conference room and saw the people inside, her expression instantly turned ugly.
What are you doing here?
His voice suddenly turned cold, and his eyes darkened.
Si Yong, however, raised his hand in greeting with great interest, "Are you surprised to see me, little nephew?"
Si Yan ignored him and turned to look at the silent Si Mingde, "Grandpa, are you planning to let Si Yong return to the association?"
Hatred was like an inescapable shackle; the mere sight of Si Yong would instantly spread and engulf Si Yan's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
Jiang Nuo didn't intend to go in either. She leaned against the door frame, holding Si Yan's hand tightly. Seeing that Si Mingde didn't speak, her tone became slightly somber.
"Don't tell me that Si Yong was also a member of the team repairing the last dragon Dragon Vein."
His voice was casual and seemingly unserious, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
Number One was having a bit of a headache. Although he could understand that matter, it wouldn't be good if Si Yong's existence caused Jiang Nuo and the others to harbor resentment.
Si Yong's smile faded. " Si Yan, this is the Supreme Bureau. You should consider the place before you throw a tantrum."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Si Yan grabbed a decorative item from the conference room door and threw it at Si Yong, as if she were about to commit a violent act.
"Who told you to speak? Shut up!"
Even though Si Yong managed to dodge in time, the potted plant shattered and soil still covered him, instantly turning his silver-white suit filthy.
He stood up, cursing under his breath, shaking off the dirt covering him. " Si Yan! Are you crazy?!"
Si Yong reached for the tissues on the table, but Zhou Ling grabbed the tissue box first and "accidentally" pushed it to the ground. Bai Tong coldly looked up at him.
"Sorry, I dropped it."
Si Yong: "..."
The Number One and the secretary-general exchanged a glance, both of them having a terrible headache.
"Mr. Si, please take care of the association's internal matters first. I'll come back later."
Number One got up and left, brushing past Jiang Nuo and the other person, clearly having no intention of getting involved in the matter.
The meeting room door closed, leaving only familiar faces inside.
Si Mingde finally sighed and spoke.
" Xiao Yan, come in first."
Si Yan stubbornly stood at the door, facing them with an air of readiness to leave at any moment. "Grandpa, please speak frankly."
Even his tone of voice had become distant; how could Si Mingde not have noticed such a change?
Si Mingde gripped the teacup in his hand tightly, put it down after a long while, and hesitated to speak.
"You'll know when we reach Feng Mountain."
That's all, without even a single explanation.
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Jiang Nuo's eyes. "If I remember correctly, Si Yong has long been a member of the Wa Country Association. Aren't you worried?"
Si Yong straightened his clothes and finally found a chance to interject, his gaze still irritating. "Don't bother, I've already withdrawn from the Wa Country Association."
" Xiao Yan, even if Grandpa is begging you this once, Si Yong must go with you."
Si Mingde's voice sounded decades older, even pleading, "Once you get to Feng Mountain, you'll understand everything."
Si Yan looked at Si Mingde with a dark expression and asked angrily, "What if Si Yong accidentally dies on Feng Mountain?"
He emphasized the word "death" very heavily.
Si Mingde wanted to say something more, but fearing it would worsen the situation, he simply said, "... Everyone has their own destiny."
It means they're not going to care anymore.
Si Yan curled her lips, the fierceness in her eyes still lingering. "Fine, I agree to bring him along."
He was so angry that his blood rushed to his head, and he coughed softly. He and Jiang Nuo walked to the empty seats at the round table and sat down. He leaned weakly against Jiang Nuo, remaining silent.
Jiang Nuo held Si Yan's fingers tightly, pressed them to her lips and kissed them gently to comfort him, then found it a little funny and whispered something in his ear.
These past few days have been quite turbulent.
That's why they had to comfort each other.
Fortunately, he had a premonition that peace would return once the last dragon Dragon Vein was repaired.
Si Yong wanted to curse again, after all, being inexplicably splattered with mud was quite infuriating, but he was stopped by Old Master Si, who noticed him as soon as he opened his mouth, so he could only reluctantly shut up, his eyes gloomy.
The meeting room finally fell silent.
After the assistant methodically cleaned up the mess, Number One and the Secretary-General entered at the opportune moment, and neither of them mentioned what had just happened again.
Number One also confirmed that Jiang Nuo's emotions were stable and that she did not quit because of Si Yong.
Thank goodness, the secretary-general reassured his anxious heart and gestured to his assistant to turn on the screen.
"As you all probably already know, the last damaged Dragon Vein was located at Feng Mountain. According to the in-depth investigation by the Supreme Bureau's special investigators and association members, there is a sparsely populated village at the foot of Feng Mountain that has been in a deep slumber since the Dragon Vein was damaged."
The assistant retrieved the photos and videos provided as feedback, all of which were personally taken and transmitted back by the special investigators.
In the scene, the village is hidden deep in a forest, very remote, with a few scattered houses covered in vines, looking more like empty houses that have not been lived in for a long time.
"According to the investigation, there are still more than twenty households in the village, some of whom suddenly walk out of their houses while they are asleep and then die silently."