Frowning impatiently, Hei Ze said coldly, "Spit it out! Don’t beat around the bush!"
Hei Ze was feeling particularly frustrated, so he really wasn’t in the mood for guessing games...
Having hit a snag, he quickly spoke up, "Yes! I’ll say it right away. Here’s the thing—when I was investigating Hu Xiaobei earlier, I discovered that two of our organization’s people were also with Hu Xiaobei!"
"You mean the two people who went to assassinate Hu Xiaobei before?"
"Correct, exactly the two who went on the mission and failed! They’re still alive and well over in Xiaohe Village now, and it seems that they have a pretty good relationship with Hu Xiaobei!"
...
"What? What did you say? Those two who went on the previous mission aren’t dead yet?"
Eyes widened in shock!
The people following behind Hei Ze were stunned, listening to this softly narrated revelation, their eyes widening...
Previously, they had assumed those two who went to deal with Hu Xiaobei were already dead...
Feeling their shock, the messenger spoke softly, "Reporting to everyone, at first, I didn’t believe this was true either, but this is the truth! They’re still alive and well!"
"Good, good, good! If they’re still alive now, it only means they’ve betrayed our organization!"
After such a furious outburst, they looked at Hei Ze and, noticing his lack of expression, asked in astonishment, "Deputy President, aren’t you... angry now?"
"Exactly! We have traitors in our organization!"
Hei Ze glanced at them, explaining mildly, "I already knew about those two people’s betrayal earlier! Actually, this was the reason I sent Hei Lin to clean up the mess on my behalf. I never expected, though—an elder mourning a youth."
When it came to those two traitors, Hei Ze was truly well aware...
So now he wasn’t continuing to be angry...
...
Seeing him think of Hei Lin again, they exchanged a glance, speaking softly...
"Deputy President, what’s done is done, you really need to accept and move on now!"
"That’s right, Deputy President, being too upset isn’t good for your health!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
At this point, they were all trying to comfort him...
Upon hearing their bitter words of advice, Hei Ze frowned and said coldly, "Don’t worry, before the real culprit is brought to justice, I will definitely keep myself in check!"
"That’s good!"
As they said this, they weren’t as tense anymore!
Seeing them all breathe a sigh of relief, Hei Ze turned to look out the window...
At this time, he saw many people dressed in mourning clothes walking about.
"What’s this about?"
"Maybe it’s because a father or some elder passed away!"
Upon hearing Hei Ze’s question, they explained softly.
This is Huaxia, and they didn’t really understand a lot of the customs here, but they could only guess. Of course, they felt their guess was close to the mark because if no one had died, no one would wear mourning clothes...
...
"Stop the car!"
A deep voice came from Hei Ze’s mouth...
The driver, upon hearing this, quickly slammed on the brakes...
Because the car was moving quickly, everyone stumbled when the driver quickly hit the brakes.
Soon, they steadied themselves and curiously asked, "Deputy President, what’s wrong?"
"Yeah, are you feeling carsick?"
At this time, they looked at Hei Ze in confusion, and the reason for this was because they truly didn’t know what Hei Ze was up to...
Hei Ze glanced at them and ordered in an incredibly deep voice, "I’ll give you five minutes to find out why those people are wearing mourning clothes!"
"This..."
They were dumbfounded!
Because they really hadn’t expected Hei Ze to suddenly make such an absurd request.
Feeling their surprise and frustration, Hei Ze squinted his eyes and coldly murmured, "What? Was I not clear enough, or am I saying now that I can no longer give you orders?"
Exchanging a look, they all kept quiet...
They understood that if they really wore mourning clothes for Hei Lin, they’d be lowering themselves a generation, becoming Hei Lin’s sons.
"What? Do you have any objections to my proposal?"
Hearing such a cold question, they quickly said, "Deputy President, this... this goes against custom!"
Hearing their hesitant response, Hei Ze coldly said, "My apprentice Hei Lin didn’t have a son before, so no one could see him off. Now, you aren’t willing to send him off? If that’s the case, I’ll gladly send you off myself."
In such an eerily cold manner, Hei Ze quickly stood up...
In an instant, one by one, deep black Gu insects began to appear around him...
The rustling sound made everyone’s faces turn extremely pale...
They knew Hao Ze wasn’t joking with them!
"To hell with that, being a son is better than being dead!"
Having figured it out, they quickly spoke up, "Deputy President, how could we refuse?"
"Exactly, Deputy President, we’re willing!"
"Yes, we’re all willing!"
Upon hearing such a straightforward response, Hei Ze said coldly, "You’re all just lowly scum!"
After saying this, he turned to the driver and said, "Go to the shop and buy the stuff first!"
"Yes!"
The driver, who was relatively familiar with this part of Huaxia, quickly found a shop that specialized in funeral goods.
After parking the car, Hei Ze looked at the people whose expressions were unsightly and said deeply, "Don’t stand there dawdling, hurry up and pick out a set of clothes!"
"Yes!"
Gritting their teeth and responding, they exchanged glances and got out of the car...
In the car, Hei Ze let out a hoarse, cold laugh, "Hei Lin, when you were alive, you never married and had children, so there was no one to send you off in the end. Now, I’ve found you so many godsons, and they’ll surely send you off well! Of course, they’re just headcounts—the real feast is that Hu Xiaobei. I promise you here and now, I will soon send Hu Xiaobei your way, and then you can torture him however you like."
After saying such a frosty statement, he turned his head, looking eerily in the direction of Xiaohe Village...

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