When Jason heard the words coming from his handheld computer, his eyebrows inevitably furrowed.
Although the words were clear and forceful, they always gave Jason a sense of "blur."
It was like trying to see people through a pane of frosted glass.
Of course, more importantly, Jason did not know how to respond to this "brother."
Fortunately, the other party did not require Jason to reply and started talking on his own.
"You must be very unhappy to be called stupid by me?"
"Taking down Send 9 and triggering the first riot in Zone F, then killing Send 8 and Send 3 to further gain control over Zone F — all these were fine."
"Had I been in your shoes, given the chance, I would have done the same!"
"But you shouldn't have chosen 'them' as your partners!"
"Even if you chose 'them' for partnership, you should have cleaned up afterwards!"
"You should have pinned all the blame on them, not left any survivors to bite back at you!"
"You foolish little brother!"
Losa 1 spoke indifferently.
Without a doubt, the organization that Donna belonged to had completely misled the outside world.
About this, Jason had guessed as much and was not surprised.
What he cared about was this call from Losa 1.
Why would the other party call at this time?
Out of love for Losa 11?
Jason thought about the wet trousers of Losa 11 and slowly shook his head.
Although Losa 1's words sounded a bit like he was defending Losa 11, from Losa 11's reaction just now, it was clear that Losa 11 was extremely afraid of Losa 1, to the bone.
This did not count as caring.
And then, Losa 1 confirmed this point.
"However, despite your overall stupidity, you did one thing right."
"You've got that 'thing.'
'It' has become your lifeline, giving you a margin of choice."
At this point, Losa 1 paused for a moment.
Then Jason clearly heard a malicious chuckle.
"Hand that 'thing' over to the family, and you can continue to live the life you want."
"Or don't—and then..."
"You'll need to face the encirclement of the 'Send Family,' 'Gibson Family,' 'Hera Family,' 'Amiel Family'—I hope you choose this."
"Although you are likely to die, I can enjoy a good show."
"Of course, as a personal matter, I'll call back the 'Family Guard,' and you'll have to use your own people to confront this 'encirclement.'
If the malicious chuckle before still had a hint of concealment, this time, it was blatant.
It was full of anticipatory malice.
Just like a child throwing a banana peel on the ground.
He was looking forward to someone slipping on it and taking a fall.
At most, sprinkle some glass shards on the ground.
To make the fall more painful.
To make someone fall and bleed.
As an insider, Jason naturally understood the importance of the 'Family Guard' to Losa 11.
With extensive training and powerful weaponry, their capabilities far exceeded those of the 'Game Mansion's' mobile squad.
One could even say that after the 'Family Guard' were withdrawn, the power in Losa 11's hands would be directly reduced by seventy percent.
Losa 11 knew it, too.
This 'Losa Family' heir, ranked eleventh in line, stood at the door, his complexion deathly pale, having just changed into a fresh set of clothes.
He opened his mouth, subconsciously about to say something.
But before he could make a sound, Losa 1's voice came through again.
"So you've chosen to face the encirclement alone?"
"I've always thought you were picked up by Father, but this time you've proven yourself to be truly of the 'Losa Family' blood."
"I'm looking forward to your performance."
"As your elder brother, I'll be waiting for your news."
After speaking, Losa 1 ended the call.
And Losa 11 desperately lunged at the handheld computer.
Losa 11 held the handheld computer and shouted loudly, but the call had already ended, with absolutely no response.
Suddenly, tears streamed down Losa 11's face.
"Don't do this! I'm just worthless!"
"Facing the encirclement of four families, how is that possible?"
"I don't need to prove my bloodline, I really am adopted—can't you just let me go home safely?"
The tearful Losa 11 cried out in heart-wrenching despair.
Galen wanted to comfort Losa 11.
Thinking so, he acted on it, true to the 'Golden Lamb's' style.
"Why don't you call back and explain?"
The 'Golden Lamb' suggested.
"If I had a chance while my big brother was choosing, now I have none—my brother hates indecisive people the most. If I call back now saying I regret it, I don't even need to wait for the four families to send their people, he'll personally lead a team to kill me, skin me, and make my hide into a lantern to hang in the study."
Losa 11, who was already in tears, burst into full-blown sobs after hearing the 'Golden Lamb's' suggestion.
The 'Golden Lamb' was stunned, blinking.
"But you never had a chance to begin with!"
"You don't have that 'thing'!"
The 'Golden Lamb' said frankly.
As a participant in the events, and later as Losa 11's personal bodyguard, the 'Golden Lamb' was well aware that Losa 11 did not have the 'thing' that Losa 1 was talking about.