Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 3944: Chapter 3944: I Heard It, So What

Old Xue’s face turned dark.

He slowly put down his phone, falling into complete silence.

He had never thought Qiao Nian would block his number!

But when he called just now, it hadn’t even rung once before the mechanical voice said the call couldn’t go through—that meant his number was blacklisted.

Realizing he’d been blocked by Qiao Nian, Old Xue had no choice. He went back to the archbishop and Luke and said, ”We’ll do as you said.”

The archbishop had already expected this outcome. He rose leisurely to his feet, not forgetting to mock the man in the blue robe: ”Old Xue, you’ve made up your mind? Not going to make another call and ask?”

Sure enough, Old Xue’s face turned even darker, like soot at the bottom of a pot. His stiff features were even more sour as he said, ”No need.”

Quentin didn’t tease him any further. Wearing that faint, half-smile, he headed for the door: ”Since this is something we’ve decided together, I’ll trouble you both to notify the families under your jurisdiction.”

Luke watched his back as he walked away, then politely said to the man in the blue robe, ”Old Xue, I’ll go inform my people first.”

”Go.” The man in the blue robe held back his temper and nodded. Only after Luke had left as well did he press his lips together, swallow his humiliation, and follow them out.

This whole mess, now that it had blown up, would hurt The Conservatives’ families the most. He still had no idea how he was supposed to explain it to those families below.

Just picturing himself announcing this to them later was enough to give Old Xue a splitting headache.

But this was something everyone had already discussed and decided; he didn’t get to back out now. No matter how much his head hurt, he had to grit his teeth and say it.

**

Meanwhile.

Outside the Red Alliance headquarters, spring felt bleak and desolate.

The wind tonight was unnaturally restless, whipping across everyone’s hearts, weighing them down so heavily they couldn’t find peace.

Ever since Shadow received that call from Nie Qingru, he’d rushed to find Lu Zhi and told him about Nie Qingru’s situation.

He demanded Lu Zhi stop immediately.

But to his surprise, Lu Zhi didn’t stop like he’d assumed. Sitting in his wheelchair, one hand resting on the side, he tilted his head slightly, as if he’d just heard something amusing, and looked at him: ”You’re telling me to stop at a time like this.”

Shadow instantly caught his meaning and frowned. ”The empress is in Ye Wangchuan’s hands!”

Lu Zhi propped his chin up with one hand, starlit eyes flickering with an unreadable light as he looked at him, leisurely asking back, ”So?”

Shadow didn’t understand what he was getting at, so he forced himself to be patient and emphasized again: ”The empress is in Ye Wangchuan’s hands. They said if anything happens to Ye Wangchuan, they’ll hurt the empress... so we have to stop immediately to ensure the empress’s safety!”

”Oh, now I get it.” Lu Zhi finally shifted his gaze and said slowly, ”But it seems you still don’t understand our relationship. We’re not subordinate to each other—we’re just cooperating. You have your goals, I have mine. Something happened to your people; that only proves you didn’t think things through. It has nothing to do with me as a partner.”

”Lu Zhi, what are you saying?” Shadow’s face stretched tight.

Lu Zhi’s fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the wheelchair. The corners of his lips held a careless smile as he lazily lifted his eyelids. His eyes were breathtakingly beautiful, but there wasn’t the slightest trace of emotion in them: ”Was I not clear enough? I’m not responsible for the empress.”

Shadow felt a mouthful of blood surge up his throat. Murder flickered in his eyes as his hand quietly moved to the weapon at his waist. ”You’re going to gamble with the empress’s life?!”

At that moment, the bodyguard behind Lu Zhi warned him in a deep voice: ”I’d advise you not to move.”