Extinction (1)

" Lord Ferdinandia."

Ferdinandia turned out of the door, and was not surprised to see the youth, silent as a cat, in the corner.

"Oh, have the spies been gotten rid of?"

Zhifan Shen nodded and reached out and pulled a □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ from his pocket.

"Honestly, Ya Di's defenses are much weaker than expected, but it's weird on the Federation's end, using such outdated equipment, I bet I could have done him even three years ago."

Ferdinandia noncommittal: "It's just one of those things, of which you ......"

"Do you want to get rid of Shuo Yan," Zhifan Shen looked up, his gaze cold and frightening, " Lord Ferdinandia, have you always wanted to get rid of General Shuo Yan?"

Ferdinandia was clearly surprised by this statement.

"Shuo Yan? Come on baby, he's not something you can just get rid of, he's a pillar of the people."

"And, you don't have a normal relationship, do you."

The youth hung his head, and in his hand he held a glass of red wine, brightly colored, in which his eyes lingered.

"Indeed, because I used to love General Shuo Yan very much."

Ferdinandia knew it, but didn't move her lips, "I'd like to hear about it."

Zhifan Shen, however, changed the subject, his eyes as sharp as blades as ever, "Your Excellency hasn't answered my question, you are trying to get rid of General Shuo Yan, right?"

"You can't say that," Ferdinandia looked at him with some surprise, her fingers rubbing the tie on her chest, "General Shuo Yan has labored so hard and been so loyal to the Alliance that there's really no reason for him to ... ..."

Zhifan Shen snorted, "Your Excellency has nothing to hide in front of Zhifan."

Ferdinandia smiled along with him as he reached out to take the goblet in Zhifan Shen's hand and took a light sip of the red wine, "Looks like you've got it covered."

" General Shuo Yan is without fault."

Ferdinandia nodded along, "He was the iron man, the soul of the army."

"There is now."

Ferdinandia was unconsciously excited; he found Zhifan Shen's voice particularly pleasant, and the young man's already handsome face seemed to be even whiter, with an inexplicable luster.

Shuo Yan, that guy with his hands in the air, is just too much of an eyesore.

Shuo Yan is a big obstacle if he's going to work with the Federation, but unfortunately General Yan is a man who's always been dripping with eighteen.

Zhifan Shen picked up another glass goblet from a nearby push table, the light ambiguous, illuminating the contents of the glass even more brightly colored like blood.

"His weakness, it's me."

Ferdinandia was quite amused as he scanned Zhifan Shen from head to toe, from the strands of his hair to the thin, white ankles he had exposed.

"Nozomu, I have never denied that you are indeed as fascinating as a work of art," Ferdinandia raised her glass to him, "but I also recognize that Shuo Yan is no mere mortal."

Zhifan Shen raises his glass.

"Bang."

The walls of the cups clinked together with a crispness that tickled the heart.

"So I thought it might be more straightforward to just let you see the results."

Ferdinandia's eyes instantly lit up, his handsome brow twisting for a moment, then softening again, still the same subdued Crown Prince.

"Looks like I underestimated something."

Zhifan Shen sipped his wine with his head up, the knot in his throat fluctuating, fascinating along with his collarbone under his half-open neckline.

"It's not that you're underestimating anything, it's just that I'm a little more bold plus lucky, and I once saved General Shuo Yan's life, so he always thinks that I'm still the same kind kid I was back then."

"You are still kind," Ferdinandia coquettishly said, though it was clear from his excited demeanor that his mind and soul had long since been seduced by the news of Shuo Yan's possible capture, "Greatness requires the sacrifice of small, unnecessary kindnesses, and for the sake of a greater cause, these are worth it."

He hooked Zhifan Shen's shoulder affectionately, his eyes darted twice, making up stories was always his strong point, "It seems that you already know, I didn't tell you before, that's right, Shuo Yan and his family were involved in the Weier Xi program back in the day, I didn't intend to tell you before, after all, he wasn't something you could do anything about at will yet. "

"But I didn't expect it, you're better than I thought - where is he? If we're going to deal with it we must do it quickly, Shuo Yan This guy, always a hundred-footed insect, dies hard."

The door to the basement quickly opened, this was the nineteenth floor of Ya Di's basement, this time it was supposed to be cordoned off, but Ferdinandia had privately utilized it for his and his subordinates' activities.

He saw the bound General Words from a distance and whistled a little obliviously.

"This is incredible," he said as he moved closer to the youth next to him, "is he really that miniature?"

Zhifan Shen looked indifferent, not sad or happy, Ferdinandia was used to it, he was always like that.

"He just has no defense against me."

Ferdinandia lifted his chin, "If you're not reluctant, Nozomu, I really like you, both your face and your intelligence."

"But," Ferdinandia said with a hidden edge in her words, "Shige, I remember you saying that you were quite in love with General Yan, weren't you?"

"Yes." Zhifan Shen seemed to be reminiscing about something, the corners of his cold and sturdy mouth actually loosened up by two points, and even his eyes looked as if they had encountered a spring breeze, "I used to be, indeed, very much in love with General Yan at the time."

He took a step back, "Are you questioning my loyalty? It is because I adore General Yan that I am cynical even as a weapon."

Ferdinandia froze, "What?"

"General Yin is going to marry His Highness Olivia isn't he," Zhifan Shen pulled up a self-deprecating smile, "If I'm General Yin's weakness, it would be better to say that General Yin is my weakness."

Ferdinandia Eyes flashing, mood subtle.

Zhifan Shen ...... Think it's Shuo Yan who married Olivia?

The misunderstanding was just too perfect.

Zhifan Shen drew a lighter from between his wrists and flicked it, and a wafer-thin blade popped out.

"You need not doubt me," Zhifan Shen closed his eyes, and Ferdinandia saw a few rare glimpses of the living in his face, "Please, help me remove my weaknesses with your own hands."