"I heard a little bit of gossip from the organization. For example, a top-tier assassin from a famous assassin syndicate washed her hands of the business and married the heir of a wealthy conglomerate."
"Rumor has it that Archive... this place has a deep connection with that heir."
"Actually, regarding this topic... the heir you mentioned should be related to the Shen family, right? I know the Shen family had an heir before, who seemed to have been removed from the family register later." Lu Mingyuan was particularly sensitive to the topic of the Shen family. He couldn't help it; Shen Wenta had left far too deep an impression on him during his childhood.
So much so that Lu Mingyuan subconsciously looked at Shen Yi.
If he remembered correctly, Shen Wenta was her brother.
Did that mean she was actually a member of that terrifying family?
At this thought, Lu Mingyuan's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
He had been having a recurring dream these past few days.
In the dream, she actually liked him very much and even wanted to get engaged to him, but in the end, he ruthlessly rejected her.
It was ridiculous, wasn't it?
His relationship with Shen Yi had been exceptionally poor since they were young.
When he was a child, he found her familiar, but that slight sense of familiarity eventually turned into disgust during their long-term rivalry.
"Xiao Yi, I also know about that female assassin who retired..." Xu Meng bit her lip, her eyes turning red. "An uncle I know is from the Heguang Organization."
"Her code name is Harbinger Bird. My teacher once told me that the female assassin was incredibly formidable."
"He also told me a lot about things over at Archive."
As Xu Meng spoke, tears fell from her eyes. Now, her teacher had died so inexplicably.
Song Yi was a bit dumbfounded. "Why are you crying, Mengmeng?"
"My teacher died." She leaned on the desk and cried brokenly. "He was a good person but didn't have a good end. I hate those people who act recklessly and do evil."
Qin Zexu hurriedly and clumsily tried to comfort Xu Meng.
"Mengmeng," Song Yi also felt a bit sad, "do you want to join us? Maybe the few of us can act together. Anyway, someone will be responsible for our safety when the time comes."
Some civilian Heguang organizations, as well as some domestic and foreign government departments, also planned to step in and help them.
Song Yi learned from those people abroad that the true nature of their world was controlled by underground forces. Conglomerates held power, and most relevant government departments chose to collude with them.
After all, their world was never black and white. Mutual benefit and checks and balances with those in the underground world were the norm.
While some drifted with the tide, there were also those unwilling to associate with them, eager to eradicate those forces.
Song Yi knew her own worth.
She was no genius, just an ordinary girl with rather good luck and a somewhat strange constitution.
Like a chosen daughter of heaven.
Song Yi didn't quite like this term; it sounded too illusory, as if talking about someone in a story.
But that was the truth. Some things were incredibly difficult when she wasn't present, but the moment she appeared, it was like dripping oil into gears—everything became smooth.
That big shot abroad said she was a "lucky little girl" and that everything would make way for her.
Song Yi found this statement strange, yet she couldn't deny it.
Because to some extent, the other party was right.
The other party seemed to think that, just like in movies and novels, she would be the destined savior.
She might not be of much practical use, but her help was absolutely essential.
It was like playing a video game: you didn't need to deal damage, but you were the NPC that triggered the plot. Without you, the subsequent levels couldn't be unlocked at all.
Song Yi sometimes felt this analogy was a bit pathetic.
Pathetic as it might be, she had also considered that if she really had some "luck buff," why not use it to help those in need?
During her time abroad, life had been very difficult at first.
Later, she gradually got to know personnel from special departments and met some big shots.
They trained her and changed her. Gradually, Song Yi was no longer like she was at the beginning, only wanting to run away when faced with trouble.
She thought she might be able to become a bit more outstanding, a person useful to society.
That way, Song Guanyan—
Dad, perhaps he would be willing to acknowledge that she was also his daughter?
Chen Jiaojiao was also eavesdropping on the people talking in front.
She pricked up her ears and snooped for a long time, then looked up with a confused face: "What are they mumbling about up there? Something about Heguang, Archive, birds, and the government. Song Yi wasn't secretly cursing us out, was she?"
Shen Yi: "..."
What on earth was Song Yi's group chatting about when they got together?
Why was it that in every single matter they discussed, her family's name kept coming up?!
Shen Yi felt like she was about to mentally crack.
