novelsite Chapter 213 Fight!
Chapter 213 Fight!
The attack abruptly stopped the moment Jiang Xingni called out his parents' names.
She could see the people opposite her exchange a few glances.
Then the voice rang in Jiang Xingni's ears.
"You're talking nonsense." One of the people on the other side sneered.
Jiang Xingni habitually tried to figure out who was on the other end, but the voice, after being electronically converted, made it impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
All Jiang Xingni could hear was the cold, electronic sound.
"This is Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang's home," Shan Qing said, a deliberate, mocking smile on her face. "You tell me... if we didn't come here because of Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang, who else could it be?"
A woman's soft voice becomes completely unrecognizable after being changed by a voice changer.
Jiang Xingni's brain was working frantically, trying to figure out their behavior from their words and actions.
Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang have been dead for many years. Not to mention this group of people, even many people in the lower city have forgotten the names of Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang.
All I remember about this family is that child who rarely comes back, grew up alone in the lower city, and managed to live a long and healthy life—in short, not someone to be trifled with.
Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang's names have long been replaced by their daughter.
This is probably the final outcome after a person dies. Jiang Xingni stared at the group of people through the mask.
No matter how they try to hide it, that sense of familiarity is impossible to conceal.
Most people get to know their parents through Jiang Xingni, but looking at them, Jiang Xingni suddenly had a premonition—she could understand her own parents through them.
Unlike others, they wouldn't learn about Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang's story from Jiang Xingni. On the contrary, Jiang Xingni might learn about her parents, whom she didn't know, from them.
They weren't very familiar with Jiang Xingni, but they were very familiar with her parents. They might even be people Jiang Xingni didn't know her parents knew from their lifetime.
Jiang Xing gazed at them for a very short time.
She only spoke for about half a second before answering them, "Because in my eyes, this is Jiang Xingni's home."
That being said, Jiang Xingni had no intention of revealing his identity to them. The identity of a man in black was far too convenient when dealing with such a mysterious organization, and Jiang Xingni was unwilling to give it up so easily.
Both were voices filtered by a voice changer, but compared to the obviously electronic voice on the other end, Jiang Xingni's voice sounded more natural.
It's impossible to tell which is better or worse; it's just that they chose two completely different voice changers because their purposes were the same.
Jiang Xingni's voice after being changed had a slightly hoarse quality, which sounded very natural, but was simply androgynous.
Sure enough, after those words were spoken, the other side stopped moving.
Although Jiang Xingni couldn't see the expressions on the other person's face through the mask, she could clearly see the obvious hesitation in their movements.
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How could I not hesitate?
If the man in black in front of her had been talking about someone else, Shan Qing could have easily pretended not to have heard him, but he specifically brought up Jiang Xingni.
The fact that they were still willing to come to the Lower City nearly ten years after Jiang Qishi's death suggests that, besides investigating the truth behind their deaths and the seemingly plausible reason why the information had been completely ignored right under their noses for the past decade...
There are always reasons that involve some personal feelings.
Take, for example, the feelings of the mountains.
She stared at the man in black for a while, then waved her hand, signaling her teammates behind her to put down all their weapons.
"You know Jiang Xingni," she said softly.
Then, her thoughts shifted in another direction: "...Could it be that Jiang Xingni is one of your people?"
Jiang Xingnian remained silent for a moment.
It's not just our people.
Jiang Xingni himself is right across from you. He is the founder of this shell organization and its only member so far.
—Excluding the old lady we took in before, Jiang Xingni felt that he was not so bad as to exploit old ladies.
Although Jiang Xingni didn't know what kind of misunderstanding the masked man had about him, he didn't want to get involved with his disguise.
"What does this have to do with you?" she retorted. "And what is your relationship with Jiang Qishi and Ji Hanzhang?"
No one answered Jiang Xingni's question.
Jiang Xing then chuckled and said, "It seems we don't trust each other that much. In that case, shall we continue fighting?"
"Or perhaps, shall we exchange some information?"
Her tone carried a subtle threat.
"After all, if the fighting continues, the house will obviously be the one that gets hurt more."
Unfortunately, neither Jiang Xingni nor the people on the other side clearly wanted the house to be damaged in the fight.
Shan Qing hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered the long knife she had raised. Although her tone still carried a hint of wariness, it was no longer as barbed as before.
"I don't think there's any information we should exchange."
Shan Qing had no desire to obtain anything from the other party, nor was she prepared to hand over any information about herself to this mysterious man in black.
Even through the voice changer, Jiang Xingni could still clearly hear the hesitation in the other person's tone.
She recalled the things she found when sorting through Jiang Xingni's belongings a few years ago—clothes, some jewelry necklaces. Thinking about it, she realized that these people, with such a collection of equipment, couldn't have come to Jiang Xingni's house just for a few necklaces and gemstones.
So in the end, there's only one possible outcome.
Jiang Xingni had unearthed the research findings that his parents had recorded.
Jiang Xingni, who had just entered junior high school, naturally couldn't understand what the two were researching. But now, recalling it, Jiang Xingni suddenly realized that what they were researching was actually what Jiang Xingni had been exploring all along: strange and supernatural abilities.
"You've come for their research findings," Jiang Xing said with a squinty gaze and absolute certainty.
The long sword was drawn once more, heading straight for Jiang Xingni's face.
Jiang Xing narrowly dodged by turning his head slightly.
The sharp blade grazed Jiang Xingni's ear and landed on the wall. Out of the corner of her eye, she could even see that the blade had cut a hole in the wall.
It was cut as softly as tofu.
"You stole all those documents?" Shan Qing asked, squinting.
"Don't try to threaten me with those kinds of words."