"Perhaps the person pulling the strings behind this isn’t the same person," a subordinate analyzed.
"But they ended up coinciding."
Joshua had already sniffed out a scent of conspiracy, a very dangerous aura churning in the invisible shadows. His eyebrows furrowed, he suddenly asked, "Have you looked into what happened to Lin Fu in the Eighth Fleet last time?"
"Not yet, Major General Fu Xing has sealed off the information; we can’t find anything. Besides, the Ninth Fleet has always had a brotherly relationship with the Eighth Fleet, so it’s not right to use underhanded methods," the subordinate said, showing a hint of difficulty.
"Brothers are brothers, but intelligence is intelligence. How can you be soft?"
"But... they are the older brother, and we are the younger."
"Pfft..." Nolan couldn’t help but laugh out loud, infuriating Joshua to the point of almost having a heart attack. He tried to kick Nolan but he dodged it with ease.
"Commander, why don’t you personally step in? I think Major General Fu Xing wouldn’t refuse to give you face."
"Forget it, forget it, I’ll ask him myself, hmph! Useless crap."
"You continue investigating for me, I want to know what was in the box that Elbert Military Academy sent to the Grilward family’s house for the second time."
At the same time, the school urgently convened a meeting overnight to discuss the two assassination attempts that had happened that evening, and to strategize on how to deal with the absence of Mervin and Celia in the upcoming new student competition.
The doorbell of dormitory 2277 also rang.
Xu Jinglan went to open the door and found a strange middle-aged man standing at the entrance.
"May I ask who you are?"
"Hello, is Miss Lin Fu here?" The middle-aged man, dressed in a vintage suit, was extremely polite. "This is my business card. Please hand it to her and ask her to give me an opportunity to meet."
"Okay, one moment please."
Xu Jinglan took the red, gold-embossed business card, instantly attracted by the familiar pattern on it.
This pattern, it seemed like she’d seen it in history books.
Each of the Seven Guardian Dukes, their histories, insignias, and family crests, would appear in history books of different levels along with the history of the Empire and interstellar history.
Xu Jinglan went in and handed the business card to Lin Fu.
Lin Fu suddenly thought of Xiling, who had seemed familiar to her, and she immediately understood. Although she hadn’t comprehended it at the time, and Instructor Omina hadn’t told her anything afterward, she had a vague guess.
Now that someone from the Grilward family had come, it proved her guess.
In the courtyard, Lin Fu and the middle-aged man stood face to face.
"Good evening, Miss Lin Fu. I am the butler of the Grilward family. I apologize for disturbing you. First, I would like to thank you for rescuing Miss Celia in a moment of crisis," the middle-aged man said with a bow reflective of noble etiquette.
"No thanks needed, Celia and I are classmates," Lin Fu said nonchalantly.
The middle-aged man discreetly sized up Lin Fu, revealing an appropriate smile that felt like a breath of spring, "A sincere thanks, we will send a gift to your residence. I have come in haste tonight to ask for a favor from Miss Lin Fu."
"A young man died in the fighting arena tonight, and we hope Miss Lin Fu will keep it confidential."
Lin Fu frowned slightly, looking at the man opposite her with some displeasure. She felt like asking the questions in her heart, but then she thought that he was just handling affairs for his master, and probably wouldn’t reveal anything.
Asking him would be less useful than asking Fu Xing directly.
"Thank you, Miss Lin Fu. Then I shall take my leave."