636: Chapter 636: Who Is Framing Them 636: Chapter 636: Who Is Framing Them Xiang Yu knew that Feng Lan was about to reveal the truth, so he quickly straightened up and listened attentively.

“I don’t know your identity, but since things have already come to this point, I have nothing left to hide— we were framed,” Feng Lan said with a vacant look in her eyes, as if she was immersed in the painful memories.

“Two years ago, our squad of eight accepted a mission to assassinate an important figure.

The process was very dangerous, but we still accomplished it, at the cost of one sister.

Exhausted, the seven of us reached the prearranged rendezvous point.

We hadn’t even started to rest when we discovered we were surrounded.”

As she spoke, tears began to form in Feng Lan’s eyes.

Xiang Yu didn’t say anything but handed her a tissue.

He could relate to that feeling, though now he rarely cried.

“We started to break out, and in the end, four of us managed to escape; our captain was seriously wounded.

After we made it out, we found a place to stay, then looked for a doctor to treat the captain.

Half a month later, the captain was able to walk.

He contacted our person in charge, and we agreed on a meeting place.

To be cautious, the captain waited there alone while we guarded the periphery.

But then…”

Tears uncontrollably streamed down as Feng Lan clenched her fists.

Seeing that she couldn’t continue, Xiang Yu said, “Your captain was surrounded, and in her last fight, she saved you all.

Since then, you had no contact with your superiors.

The three of you wandered the world.”

Feng Lan looked at Xiang Yu in surprise, because what he described was exactly their experience.

She just nodded, confirming that Xiang Yu was correct.

“Why join Evil God?” Xiang Yu asked calmly.

Xiang Yu didn’t know why such things happened, but if Feng Lan had joined the dark side because of them, then she still bore an unforgivable sin.

Feng Lan wiped the tears from her face and cast a cold glance at Xiang Yu, clearly unwilling to speak.

Seeing her attitude, Xiang Yu sighed and began toying with his dagger in his hands.

Feng Lan’s eyes went wide at the sight of Xiang Yu’s dagger, her mouth hanging open in shock.

She knew from the last time that Xiang Yu had a dagger identical to hers, and now she was seeing it in person.

Feng Lan regarded Xiang Yu with suspicion; in him, she saw a familiar presence.

In that moment, she wanted nothing more than to throw herself into his arms and cry her heart out.

For two long years, she had concealed her name and hidden in the shadows, not daring to emerge.

No one knew how much pain she was in, no one understood how deeply disappointed and sad she was.

At this moment, it was as if she had seen her organization, as if she had seen her family.

“Why are you mixed up with the underworld?” Feng Lan asked with a trace of curiosity.

“You don’t need to worry about why I’m here, why I’m involved with the underworld.

I’m not like you.

Right now, you should tell me your plans,” Xiang Yu urged sincerely.

A flicker of dimness passed through Feng Lan’s eyes before she sighed and said, “I’m disappointed, disappointed in the organization.

Back then, I faced assassination attempts every day with nowhere to hide until I met Evil God’s leader, Liu Lianyu, and joined them.”

“So, your disappointment with the organization is your reason for joining the black society?” Xiang Yu asked sternly, as if scolding a naive child.

“I’m just using this platform to investigate things I don’t know about.

Moreover, without me, they would be even more ruthless,” Feng Lan asserted as if it were the most natural thing.

“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is, I want to use this platform to establish my own power.

Once strong enough, I will uncover the truth about what happened back then; I won’t let my sisters’ deaths be in vain,” Feng Lan declared with conviction.

Having heard this, Xiang Yu finally understood that Feng Lan joined the black society out of compulsion, but she also had her own thoughts, hoping to establish her own power to rival some formidable entities.

“You should know the nature of Evil God.

I won’t allow such an organization to exist in the city,” Xiang Yu said resolutely.

The two of them looked at each other, Feng Lan knew that Xiang Yu was more than just a black society leader, but she couldn’t quite say what else he might be.

“What do you want to do?” Feng Lan asked.

“You join us, and we collaborate from the inside out to take down Evil God,” Xiang Yu suggested.

Upon hearing Xiang Yu’s plan, Feng Lan suddenly shivered.

She had been with Evil God for two years and had developed an emotional attachment to the organization.

She had initially wanted to use Evil God to grow stronger, but after two years, she still hadn’t made much progress.

“I can’t do it,” Feng Lan refused.

Xiang Yu knew she would make such a choice.

People are emotional creatures; two years is not a short time, long enough to change one’s thought processes.

Perhaps deep down, Feng Lan was still holding onto her own agenda, wanting to grow stronger and then investigate the events of that year.

But the truth was, Feng Lan had been assimilated by Evil God, she just hadn’t realized it yet.

Just like Xiang Yu, who was originally an undercover agent, had become accustomed to the identity by spending time with his “brothers.”

“You don’t have to do it, but think about your deceased sisters, then think about your current situation.

Do you think continuing to mix with Evil God will bring you any achievements?

You have already betrayed your initial intention,” Xiang Yu said unsympathetically.

“I haven’t, I will seek justice for my sisters,” Feng Lan suddenly became anxious.

Xiang Yu just sneered twice and said no more, standing up to place a business card on the table.

“This is my number, call me when you’ve thought it through,” Xiang Yu said and then walked towards the outside.

Now, Feng Lan was trapped in a vicious cycle she couldn’t escape from, and no matter what Xiang Yu said, she wouldn’t agree.

It might be better to let her reflect on her own and weigh the pros and cons.

To utterly destroy Evil God, Xiang Yu had the patience.

When Xiao Xuan saw Xiang Yu come out again, he quickly followed and said with a smile, “Bro, how did it go?”

Xiao Xuan didn’t know what had happened inside and spoke ambiguously.

Xiang Yu also smiled and nodded, “Not bad, it merits further investigation.”

Hearing Xiang Yu say this, Xiao Xuan could only smile wryly and shake his head.

It seemed like Xiang Yu was saying something, but upon closer reflection, it was as if he had said nothing at all.

What did ‘further investigation’ mean?

Just as Xiang Yu got into the car, Wang Ze called.

They had arrested about twenty people by now, some from Evil God, but some were merely owners of entertainment venues.

Xiang Yu instructed them to take these people to Tie Zhuzi for identification.

The biggest catch of the day was arresting Feng Lan.

Feng Lan was Wang Yingying’s top lieutenant; turning her would be like opening a huge door into Evil God.

Of course, the things Feng Lan said also gave Xiang Yu a headache.

If what she said was true, then who exactly was framing them…