"You're awake?"

Lu Nanzhi saw Song Ci open his eyes this time. Although his face was wrapped in bandages, his strange gaze caught the madam's attention.

"What's wrong... Are you feeling unwell?" the madam asked with concern.

Song Ci quickly shook his head.

"...The backlash from the relic is probably too strong. Brother Song still can't speak," Gu Nanfeng, who was carrying his saber, said with a smile, explaining for him, "From the looks of it, he'll need to recuperate for a long time."

Song Ci quickly squeezed out a syllable from his throat to agree: "Mmm..."

The madam thoughtfully nodded.

She gently closed her eyes, continuing to rest her mind.

Lan Qie continued to carry Gu Nanfeng's voice to Song Ci's ears.

"I won't be staying in the Dadu capital for too long. After I leave... please keep the matter of the Apostle of Light City a secret, Brother Song."

Song Ci frowned.

"An Apostle has appeared in Dongzhou... From any perspective, this is an exciting thing." Gu Nanfeng said softly, "With the deaths of both Apostles from the Source Tower this time, if there are no accidents, similar events won't happen again for a long time."

Song Ci understood the significance of the Apostles' existence somewhat.

In a sense, the Apostles were just pawns.

But—

What was truly frightening was the chess player who controlled the pawns.

After he inherited the White Parrot Crest relic... what was truly frightening was that God's Throne behind it.

Now everyone believed that Gu Changzhi was still alive!

"This time, the Awakening Act... has caused a huge uproar in the Dadu capital, and Madam Lu is firmly opposed to its implementation." Gu Nanfeng said solemnly, "The Awakening Act has been promoted in Dongzhou for many years... After layers of advancement, only the last hurdle remains, which is the voting attitude of the Jiangnan Dadu capital. And a major reason for the current situation is the silence of Changye City."

Changye's silence wasn't just for a day or two.

It had been silent for too long.

Ten years, twenty years.

"The current Changye is in a chaotic and complicated situation, requiring someone to set things right... If Mr. Gu Changzhi can wake up from the Qing Tomb, then without a doubt, he is the one to set things right!"

Gu Nanfeng lowered his eyes slightly. "But in fact... he can't wake up."

There was a faint sadness in Gu Nanfeng's voice when he said these words.

The Qing Tomb was closed, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

And the only person who communicated with the tomb keeper was him... no one knew the situation inside the Qing Tomb better than him. Returning to Dongzhou from thousands of miles away this time, and moving the "relic" to save the situation, was already the last resort.

To survive, one must first face death!

Being able to exchange it for the current peaceful situation... was already a great fortune.

Next, the situation in Dongzhou was still not optimistic.

Hearing this, Song Ci's expression became solemn.

"Brother Song, you must help me keep this secret, not only because Madam Lu is against the Act, but I am also against the Act... more importantly, it's to safeguard the future of Dongzhou."

Gu Nanfeng said sincerely, word by word, "Returning to my hometown this time, I want to change Changye, so that it is no longer silent, and can stand up..."

This was difficult.

The resistance was great, and no link could afford to fail.

Song Ci looked at this young man who he had only met once... He wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

Not because of the burning pain.

But because... he was a rough man, and other than good, there wasn't much more to say.

He slowly nodded.

For people like Song Ci, many complicated things were actually very simple... nodding meant good, and shaking his head meant bad.

If he wasn't willing.

Then after shaking his head... even the King of Heaven wouldn't change his mind.

This guy was a stubborn donkey that eight horses couldn't pull back.

And after nodding in agreement, it meant that he could definitely do it.

Gu Nanfeng smiled softly, happily.

……

……

There were two gentle knocks on the door of the ward.

Lu Nanzhi, who had been resting with her eyes closed, woke up from her nap... She had hardly had time to rest in the past few days. After the assassination attempt, she needed to rush to prepare the case files for Lion Lane. She seized every minute and second to rest her mind, now that the storm had finally subsided.

There was still a fierce battle ahead.

It was a war between Hua Zhi and herself, a war without gunpowder.

She had to go all out to ensure that her mind and body were in the best condition to meet the coming "battle."

"Madam..."

The visitor was none other than Gu Shen.

He saw the madam's tired appearance at the moment, and understood the reason in his heart... but nothing was more important than presenting this evidence now.

"What is it?" Lu Nanzhi realized that something was wrong. She took the glasses that Gu Shen handed her and slowly put them on.

What came into view was the scene of the performance hall on the night of the Free Dance!

"...?!"

Lu Nanzhi woke up instantly.

She looked at Gu Shen with a shocked expression.

"This was recorded by Jiang Wan... It hasn't been uploaded to the internet so far, so it was preserved." On the way here, Gu Shen had already asked Chu Ling to check it to ensure the environmental safety of the recorded image.

In fact, this image was absolutely safe from the moment it was handed to Gu Shen.

Because of Deep Sea's rapid upgrades... Chu Ling's current authority was not enough, but what she had were the most basic underlying logics, unbreakable and indestructible.

After Gu Shen got the image—

Even if the other party had the highest authority in the Dadu district... they couldn't even think about deleting the backup from the hands of the Source Code.

"Jiang Wan..."

Lu Nanzhi softly recited this name. She had an impression of this name... This was an unconventional girl.

At this juncture, the information in Jiang Wan's hands was of too much significance.

"Does she know what this information means..."

The madam's expression was a little complicated. She had seen this girl's information. Her parents held high positions in the Hua Zhi board of directors, and the current image data would be used by herself to defeat Hua Zhi.

There was no time to think too much.

The sound of the communicator rang...

Lu Nanzhi was very familiar with that caller ID. For ten years, she had created countless miracles with the owner of this number.

But now, they were each other's biggest opponents.

Lu Nanzhi took a deep breath. She didn't avoid the people in the ward, but just got up slightly, came to the window sill, looked out the window, and answered the call.

"Hello."

The expected old voice did not sound on the other end of the phone.

In contrast, this voice was much younger, mixed with clean, mellow, and ancient qualities.

The person making this call was Cui Zhongcheng.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps it was an arrangement of fate.

Mr. Cui was also standing in the ward now.

He looked at the twilight glow outside the window, and then at the old man's withered face on the white couch. His expression was slightly dim.

The people on both ends of the phone were silent for a few seconds.

Cui Zhongcheng said softly, "Madam Nanzhi, the Councilor's dying wish... is to have a talk with you."