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Angers was clearly prepared.
Instead of answering directly, he took out his phone from his suit pocket, unlocked the screen, quickly pulled up a photo, and then calmly handed the phone to Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei's gaze fell on the screen.
The photo shows a young man dressed casually, with slightly messy hair and black-rimmed glasses, giving the camera a somewhat silly yet roguish smile, while holding a cup of cheap instant coffee.
This face... Lu Mingfei knew it all too well!
His pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, a clear look of astonishment appeared on his face: "Old Tang?!"
The StarCraft master who had battled him through hundreds of games.
“You mean…” Lu Mingfei looked up at Angers in disbelief, his voice carrying a stiffness he himself didn’t realize, “He… is the King of Bronze and Fire?”
“That’s right.” Angers confirmed Lu Mingfei’s shock. “Norton, the elder of the twins of the Bronze and Fire Kings. Of course, he doesn’t know his true identity right now. He’s just operating under the identity of a half-blood named Ronald Don.”
He paused, then added, "As for his brother, Constantine, he hasn't awakened yet, but I have some leads."
Chapter 151 Rejection!
Lu Mingfei's face instantly darkened, as if covered with a layer of ice.
He looked directly into Angers' deep eyes, his voice carrying a chilling edge:
“Angers, do you think I, Lu Mingfei, am the kind of person who would kill my own friend for the sake of some so-called righteous cause?”
Angers' smile remained unchanged, instead carrying a hint of insightful understanding as he answered definitively, "Of course not! I have never thought of you that way."
He paused, took a puff of his cigar, and through the swirling smoke, revealed an even more brutal truth:
“But you need to understand one thing: your current good friend ‘Old Tang,’ that is, Ronald Tang, is not all of Norton.”
"He was merely a fleeting personality that Norton, after a long slumber, accidentally and like a bubble, sprouted from the body of this dragon king!"
Angers' tone became unusually serious: "Once Norton is revived, the vast torrent of memories will instantly and completely submerge the fragile personality of 'Ronald Don'!"
"From now on, there will be no more Old Tang who played StarCraft with you, only the King of Bronze and Fire—Norton!"
Lu Mingfei fell silent.
The scene depicted by Angers pierced his heart like a sharp blade.
Old Tang's situation is so similar to his and Erii's!
They are all inhabited by an older, more powerful being, and once that being awakens, the individual called "self" will be in grave danger.
Feeling the same way...?
But Lu Mingfei's thoughts did not sink.
The system had previously indicated that as long as he completed his bloodline advancement and reached the sixth rank, he would be able to help Erii erase the will of the Holy Relic and make her the true White King!
Similarly, perhaps he could also find a way for Old Tang to become the King of Bronze and Fire, instead of being replaced by Norton!
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharpening and resolute once more, and he clearly uttered three words:
"I reject."
"Why?!" Angers' composure vanished, his brows furrowed, revealing confusion and a hint of displeasure.
“Because I have a way,” Lu Mingfei said, “to make ‘Old Tang’ the King of Bronze and Fire, instead of having ‘Norton’ replace him!”
Angers was stunned, then chuckled, a complex mix of amazement in his laughter.
Yes, if it's Lu Mingfei, who has created too many miracles and possesses unimaginable power... perhaps such a possibility really exists?
But then, an even deeper chill swept over Ang Re's heart.
If the King of Earth and Mountains and the King of Bronze and Fire both become Lu Mingfei's allies...
Add to that Lu Mingfei's terrifying power...
Is there still a place for hybrids in the human world?
The world will once again be shrouded in the shadow of dragons, and the fate of humanity once again becoming servants seems imminent!
Angers tried to persuade him again, listing the possible consequences and explaining the greater good.
But Lu Mingfei's attitude was exceptionally firm, and every response he gave was as unshakable as a rock.
In the end, Angers realized that the purpose of his trip had failed.
He stubbed out his cigar, stood up gracefully, and his usual smile returned to his face.
"It seems we can't reach an agreement for now. Lu Mingfei, you've chosen a... thorny path. I hope you won't regret it."
He turned and left, his steps still steady.
As for the previously promised list of the "three major families"?
With the cooperation broken down, naturally no one mentions it anymore.
Angers' figure disappeared at the elevator entrance.
Yuan Zhisheng immediately stepped forward, his tone filled with worry:
"Lu Jun, you shouldn't have let him go like this. The information he has is too crucial. If he chooses to reveal Xia Mi and your identities to the public, you will immediately become the enemy of all hybrid races and even human regimes worldwide!"
Lu Mingfei silently walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze piercing through the swirling snowflakes and landing on the black sedan below that was slowly starting up and merging into the traffic.
For him, Angers was one of the benefactors who protected him before his birth, and also the economic pillar for the five years he lived under someone else's roof.
If he were to kill someone now because of a conflict of interest... Lu Mingfei couldn't get over that mental hurdle.
He turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng, his eyes calm and unwavering, revealing only a detached indifference that seemed to look down upon all living beings.
"It doesn't matter."
"Let them come."
Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei's profile, feeling the absolute power contained in his calm words, and said nothing more.
Given Lu Mingfei's current strength, conventional human force poses a very limited threat to him.
Unless he willingly stands at the epicenter of a nuclear explosion, who could actually kill him?
Lu Mingfei turned his gaze back to the distance, but a sense of urgency had already settled in his heart.
A storm was brewing, and he had to quicken his pace.
……
In the afternoon, the wind and snow subsided slightly.
Lu Mingfei, along with Erii, Zero, Xia Mi, Genji, and Chu Zihang, arrived at the core stronghold of the Demon Clan.
Despite the hostility of the entire Demon Clan towards the Snake Clan, any hostility could only be forcibly suppressed in the face of the invisible pressure emanating from "Celestial Immortal" Lu Mingfei.
The seemingly powerful leader of the Oni Clan, the elegant and charming Sakurai Kogure, personally greeted everyone with impeccable manners.
Without any pleasantries, Genji went straight to the point: "I want to see Kazama Ruri."
A flicker of struggle and worry crossed Sakurai Kogure's eyes, but after a glance at Lu Mingfei, her gaze finally settled into a sigh: "...Please come with me."
Deep within the demons' lair, in a quiet Japanese-style room filled with the scent of sandalwood, Genji finally met his younger brother—or rather, his brother's other personality.
Ruri Kazama wore a gorgeous kimono, her face was stunningly beautiful but carried an icy aloofness and gloom.
“I want to talk to him alone.” Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lu Mingfei with pleading eyes.
Lu Mingfei nodded: "You have half an hour."
"Remember, don't fight, or else..." His voice was calm, yet it sent a chill down the spines of both Yuan brothers.
He paused, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "I promise I'll strip you both naked and hang you on top of the Tokyo Tower."
Both Genjiro and Kazama Ruri's cheeks twitched involuntarily.
They were all convinced that this incredibly strong guy was absolutely capable of doing it!
In the quiet Japanese-style room, only the two brothers remained.
Genjiro took a deep breath and began to speak.
From Herzog's true identity to the embryo experiments at Black Swan Harbor, the cruel truth is revealed: the Snake Clan and the Demon Clan are all puppets in Herzog's hands.
He told Kazama Ruri that he and Erii were triplets, who were related by blood.
“I know you are part of Chizuru, another personality of his.” Genjiro’s voice was filled with pain and determination. “But whether you are Kazama Ruri or Genjiro, you are my brother!”
He stretched out his trembling hand, his eyes filled with an almost desperate hope:
“Come back, young girl, let’s go back to the Snake-Headed Eighth Family. We…we’ll be a family together.”
Kazama Ruri listened quietly, her beautiful face remaining completely expressionless.
After Genji finished speaking, he remained silent for a long time.
Finally, those eerie eyes lifted, and her voice was as cold as an icy spring:
“I understand, but, brother, the Demons... are already my home.”
He looked at the pain in Genjiro's eyes and continued:
"Moreover, if I leave, where will those 'ghosts' who have been banished by their families and cursed by their bloodlines go? For their sake, I must stay."
He paused, his tone softening for the first time: "However, I promise you, from now on, the Demon Clan will no longer target the Snake-Headed Eight Families."
The light of hope in Genji's eyes dimmed, leaving only deep helplessness.
He understood his younger brother's stubbornness and knew that this was the best outcome they could get at the moment.
“Then,” Genjiro suppressed his disappointment, “go see Erii, she… is our little sister.”
Kazama Ruri's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded silently.
The moment Kazama Ruri saw Erii, the sharp gloom in his eyes melted away like ice and snow.
A wondrous change occurred; his entire demeanor subtly shifted, his eyes softened, became clear, and even carried a hint of timid innocence.
Yuan Zhisheng's voice was choked with emotion: "Chinu?"
“Brother…” A soft, trembling response rang out. This was no longer Kazama Ruri’s clear voice, but rather Genji’s own timid voice.
After countless twists and turns and suffering, the three siblings, Genjiro, Genjiro, and Erii, were finally able to recognize each other.