After her transformation and rebirth, she manipulates the innocent and ruthless to overthrow the wor

Everyone left with different expressions. The third leader was the strangest; he left without saying a word. Everyone assumed he was just too sad, but only Xiao Ran knew what he was really thinking.

Now that his plans have been disrupted, he must be very anxious.

"Ali, let's go too." Mo Ping stood up, patted his sore arms, and said to her.

"Oh, Senior Brother, I was really scared just now." Xiao Ran feigned fear and worry, saying as she walked, "Do you think the Boss will make things difficult for me?"

"Of course not. The chief is a good leader. If it weren't for him, the refugees in the village would probably have died in the chaos of war long ago. How could they have a home now?" After saying that, he looked at the brightly lit houses in the distance.

In fact, she had already noticed that the entire journey was orderly, with patrols even outside the village, and the village itself was a picture of peace and prosperity. Although it was a closed valley, it was managed in a very well-organized manner.

Moreover, she had only just informed everyone of Qiangzi's death, yet the leader was able to immediately sense something was amiss and halt the long-planned scheme. He truly is a capable administrator.

But so what? In the eyes of the world, he was nothing more than a rebel leader.

I wonder what happened to him in his past life.

"I understand, senior brother!" After saying that, Xiao Ran silently followed behind Mo Ping without saying a word.

The chieftain's house seemed to be on the back mountain. The whole way was quiet, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, scattering several leaves that quickly struck Xiao Ran.

She removed the leaf from her hair and suddenly asked, "Senior brother, who exactly is that boy? Why did everyone's atmosphere become so strange after hearing about it?"

Remembering the sighs that followed after she finished talking about Qiangzi, she noticed anger in the eyes of the group, especially the strange reaction of the Fifth Master.

Mo Ping turned around, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "You really don't know?"

Xiao Ran shook her head, her face full of curiosity: "Senior brother, I was only recently taken in by Brother Qiangzi. I only knew to avoid him, but I didn't know why..."

Mo Ping turned around and said in a deep voice, "Sigh, in the end..."

Mo Ping told her a story, which was about brothers turning against each other and killing one another.

There was a character she didn't know, who was the boy's master.

This master used to be on good terms with the top and second-in-commands; they were like brothers.

But later, for some unknown reason, the second-in-command conspired with this master to harm the third-in-command's younger brother, who was also the fourth-in-command. In the end, they even escaped from the valley together, leaving the boy behind...

Out of consideration for their brotherhood, the chief leader didn't allow the villagers to demand an explanation, after all, it was just a child.

But when that child grew up, he kept hurting the people in the village, but because of the village chief's orders, they dared not do anything to the boy.

Hearing this, Xiao Ran found it amusing. Would a young boy really provoke them for no reason? Recalling the Fifth Master's fiery temper just now, saying he wouldn't let them seek justice, wouldn't they secretly do it behind their backs?

"why are you laughing?"

However, she then recalled that the black-clad youth had almost killed her that day; his eyes were filled with murderous intent. Perhaps this person really was just bloodthirsty.

After thinking about it, something didn't quite seem right. She remembered that the boy had clearly mentioned the second-in-command... Could it be that he was investigating the truth of what happened back then?

"Senior brother, I just feel that everything else is fake, only taking good care of yourself is real." Xiao Ran said with a sigh.

"Yes, but you still have to trust your senior brother. He would never betray you!" Mo Ping patted his chest and said.

"Alright, senior brother."

The junior brother in front of him was smiling broadly. He looked at him for a moment, then quickly turned his head away.

The wind seemed to be blowing harder, the leaves were flying everywhere, the chirping of cicadas intensified the wind and rain, and the rain fell in a drizzle, but showed no signs of slowing down, as if an even bigger storm awaited them.

……

The two boys rushed to the eaves of a house. The bluestone slabs under their feet were soaked through, and the sound of rain hitting the eaves was incessant. The two boys looked at each other and laughed.

Mo Ping took off the outer garment he had just used to shield the two of them from the rain and said to her, "Hurry up and go up, the chief must be getting impatient."

"Ah."

After Xiao Ran went upstairs, she saw that the door was open and the interior decoration was ordinary, but there were many bamboo items hanging around the room.

Bamboo combs, bamboo tubes, bamboo pens, bamboo scrolls... The most eye-catching item is a traditional Chinese ink painting of bamboo hanging in the center.

Is the head of the gang such a refined person? She couldn't help but recall his rough appearance when she first saw him.

She stepped into the room and tentatively called out, "Boss?"

"You've arrived." The head of the gang stepped out from behind a bamboo screen, behind which was an open window, through which the clear sound of raindrops reached her ears.

He walked straight to the chair next to the table, sat down, and then slowly poured himself a pot of tea.

"You should know why I called you here." He picked up his teacup and blew on the steam rising from it.

"I am foolish, but I have already told you everything about Brother Qiangzi," Xiao Ran said, cupping his hands in greeting.

The head of the gang put down his teacup, and the crisp clinking sound of the porcelain rang out abruptly amidst the sound of raindrops.

“I don’t care if you’re really Qiangzi’s subordinate or not, but I expect you to hand over the things you’ve been up to.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ran immediately remembered the letter in her hand.

Why was the leader so certain that she had taken the letter? And most importantly, how did he know that Qiangzi, one of the third leader's men, had secretly delivered the letter?

Could it be that……

“Reporting to the Boss, I do indeed have a letter here, which Brother Qiangzi gave me before he died.” Xiao Ran pulled it out from her sleeve and handed it over with a trembling voice: “He also said… it must be delivered to the Boss.”

The leader calmly accepted the document and began to read it.

She knew she had guessed right.

She had initially assumed that the head of the gang was only secretly investigating the third-in-command.

But then she remembered that of the two people she had seen in the cave, only one of them was anxious about delivering a message to the third leader.

The other person who wasn't in a hurry was Qiangzi; he was only worried about whether he could get out alive.

Moreover, judging from what the leader just said, he is very likely an undercover agent planted by the leader next to the third leader.

That's why she just made a tentative remark.

And even if her guess is wrong, so what? What's wrong with a villager wanting to hand over what he has to the village chief before he dies?

"Please sit down," the chief said in a deep voice after reading the letter.

This letter is just a regular greeting; it can be easily understood as correspondence between the Third Master and his friend outside the valley.

Why is the leader so deep and thoughtful?

She sat obediently to the side, only to hear the chief sigh and say, "Now that Qiangzi is dead, that's an irreversible fact. Third Brother should also be on guard. I'll give this letter to you."

It means making her become Qiangzi, and doing what Qiangzi is supposed to do.

Xiao Ran voiced her question: "This letter doesn't reveal anything at all, so why continue?"

The leader stood up, his back to her: "Qiangzi's greatest strength is that he is taciturn but acts swiftly."

This is because they think she's too talkative.

She was somewhat speechless, but finally bowed respectfully and said, "Then Dali will take his leave."

After saying that, she walked out of the house.

The rain outside was still heavy. The chief simply walked to the table, raised his hand, and gently stroked the ink bamboo painting from a distance.

In that painting, there are two men under the bamboo, one burly and the other unrestrained and elegant.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"I still don't believe you would do such a thing."