Yin Lin had not been seen yet. Xia Shiyao hid in the garage, peering outside through the gap in the door.
Currently, only the main house had full power supply. The equipment worked, but the garage air conditioner was off. Naturally, it was a bit hot inside. On a sweltering day like this, the garage was a bit warm. Because other areas of the White Power Manor were still under power restrictions, only low power was available.
She hid and did not dare go out.
She checked her mobile phone. There was a photo Yin Lin had just sent.
It was a full-body shot. A photo of the art room taken secretly from the third-floor window, deliberately framing the David Statue.
-The mood that had just relaxed immediately tensed up again. Xia Shiyao laughed while typing on her phone to explain.
Jin Luan
[Don’t misunderstand, anyone who studies art can’t avoid the David portrait]
Huan Hong
[Damn, that intense?]
Jin Luan
[This is art, don’t be prejudiced, alright]
Huan Hong
[If you say so]
Huan Hong
[I just realized something. Didn’t Yin Lin photograph the art room in Xia Zhilong’s house? Why are you nervous]
Yin Lin
[Right, why are you in such a hurry to explain?]
Xia Shiyao clenched her fists, feeling like punching someone, but could only continue explaining.
Yin Lin vaguely felt something was off, but did not think too deeply about it.
She flew back to the garage to take a look and found the garage door was closed. Was it an illusion? She thought she had seen it open earlier? Had she seen wrong?
Through the gap, she could not see clearly what kind of car was inside.
For now, she could not confirm whether there was a black luxury sedan at Xia Zhilong’s house.
She sent the photo to the Three Sisters Group.
She flew outside Xia Zhilong’s study again. On a whim, she took a few more photos.
She checked the time. Not much left. She should go handle the real business.
Then she immediately flew back toward the garage and waited at the entrance. The garage remained silent. It seemed there really was no one inside?
Xia Shiyao wiped her sweat again. It was scorching inside, her clothes soaked through with sweat, and she was blocked at the door, unable to leave.
Of course she knew someone was outside.
Still pulling a surprise counterattack here, little sister? Being upwind, she could smell her sister’s scent.
Xia Shiyao was all too familiar with that smell.
She waited a minute. Yin Lin left after all, unable to figure out whether anyone was in the garage.
She flew once more to the third-floor study. Just as she reached the window position, she saw a pair of sharp eyes.
The window was opened. She and Xia Zhilong looked at each other from two meters apart.
“You, make them leave.”
Xia Zhilong made a gesture toward the butler outside the study.
“Very well, Old Master.”
The butler left the area and closed the door.
Yin Lin glanced back and noticed the security guards at the manor entrance. They had chased all the way here and were blocked outside the manor.
Xia Zhilong had probably told the butler to persuade those security guards to leave.
He also left the window area and sat back in the main seat in the study.
“You plan to talk to me from outside the window?”
Xia Zhilong’s deep voice came from inside the room.
A very calm and steady person. Even facing a magical girl who could easily kill him, he showed no trace of panic.
Yin Lin first tried to establish her persona:
“Old man, you say come in and I come in? What if there’s a trap inside? Come in.”
He was indeed not easy to deal with. Liang Tai was right. Xia Zhilong showed no ripple of emotion:
“If you want to talk to me, follow my rules.”
Yin Lin still wanted to probe this old geezer:
“A man and a woman alone in a room, I’m not comfortable with that. You come out.”
Xia Zhilong:
“Hmph, you count as a woman? What does a little brat know? I’m very busy. Either come in and talk, or get lost.”
Yin Lin still entered the study. The pressure from this old geezer was intense.
She flew in without closing the window, keeping it open.
She found a sofa and sat down. It was a bit high. She had to go on her tiptoes to touch the ground.
Xia Zhilong noticed this detail. A hint of melancholy appeared on his face, and his gaze softened slightly.
“I’ll give you 5 minutes.”
Xia Zhilong closed the lid of his computer, clasped his hands on the desk, and sat with his back straight.
“Old man, what is your job?”
Yin Lin was very nervous, holding her wand and ready to defend herself.
Xia Zhilong did not answer: “4 minutes 50 seconds left.”
Yin Lin asked again: “Your house is so big, you’re not embezzling or taking bribes, are you?”
Xia Zhilong: “Seems 5 minutes was too much. Reduced to 2 minutes.”
The old geezer was getting impatient.
Song Wuli admitted his brain was not as useful as Wan Zi’s, and his emotional intelligence was not as high as Huang Yijun’s.
That was why, at the advanced age of 34, he had only relied on connections to claw his way to the position of group leader.
How could he ask what he wanted to ask? Yin Lin, with only ordinary intelligence and emotional intelligence, found herself in a quandary.
Xia Zhilong really seemed to treat her like a little brat.
“Little brat, don’t imitate others beating around the bush. If you have something to say, say it directly.”
Yin Lin turned serious: “Why did you propose that plan at the Human Alliance meeting?”
Xia Zhilong remained unmoved, having long predicted her question: “I need to correct you. I did not propose that plan. I only raised Yiri City’s needs. The ones who proposed the specific plan were them, not me.”
This indirectly admitted that Old Song’s disguise was excellent.
Yin Lin: “So can [Temporary Shipping Day] be canceled?”
Xia Zhilong: “No.”
Yin Lin knew the answer but still asked: “Why?”
Playing dumb and feigning ignorance also reinforced her persona.
Xia Zhilong: “You can figure out that [Temporary Shipping Day] has problems, but you can’t figure out why [Temporary Shipping Day] is needed? Your advisor only told you the middle part, not the earlier part?”
Yin Lin: “I know. I just wanted to hear your answer as a person.”
“Fine. I’ll answer you in words even a little brat can understand.”
Xia Zhilong’s hands habitually began to move: “Yiri City has a problem that cannot be avoided no matter what, and that is it must receive grain support. Whether you Yin Lin die, or I die, or the Witch Faction is destroyed, none of that changes the fact that Yiri City urgently needs grain.”
Yin Lin continued listening. She knew this answer. She just wanted to hear how Xia Zhilong would explain it.
He continued speaking, forgetting the time.
He hypothesized that if Yin Lin did not go to school, she would immediately die, equivalent to how the citizens of Yiri City would starve to death if they did not eat or drink.
Therefore, Yin Lin must go to school, equivalent to how the citizens of Yiri City must receive grain support.
These were the things Xia Zhilong had raised at the Human Alliance meeting.
As for how Yin Lin would get to school? Walking? Taking a car? Or flying to school? These were the plans formulated by the Human Faction, namely [Temporary Shipping Day].
Yin Lin: “I know what you mean. Why must it be shipping? What about other methods? For example, using transport planes to airdrop supplies from high altitude, or…”
Yin Lin also knew this plan was not feasible. Airdropping disaster relief could handle a few hundred people, but the scale of Yiri City’s disaster was not something air transport could solve.
She was asking such questions now to see Xia Zhilong’s attitude and ability as a person.
Xia Zhilong did not reply immediately. Instead, he made a wait gesture, then picked up the internal phone and called downstairs.
The one who answered was a servant.
“Have her come up. There are some political matters she needs to observe and learn from.”
Xia Zhilong wanted to call Little Xia upstairs.
But the servant replied that Xia Shiyao was taking a shower.
What? Taking a shower at this hour? Ridiculous!
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