Chapter 68 But... it's very risky."
Zinan took a deep breath, preparing himself for today's important meeting. He felt nervous, but this had to be done for the good of the Xrezone family. As the new head of the family, Zinan naturally had a huge responsibility.
Starting with correcting his father's mistakes, he then continued to repair relationships with the other eight mafia families. It wasn't easy, especially since he was still considered too young to lead.
The man felt a little relieved now. He then looked in the mirror and tried to smile. Of course, smiles were important to them, not only for deception but also for making friends.
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A loud knock on the door echoed, causing Zinan to quickly avert his gaze. He took a deep breath, then walked to the door and opened it.
A man stood there, slightly hunched over, wearing a black suit. He seemed to be in his forties and had slightly dark skin.
“Is something wrong?” Zinan asked after seeing the person before him. He eyed him more closely, waiting for the man to react.
“Excuse me, Young Master. I just wanted to remind you that the meeting time is almost over,” the man said politely.
Zinan, noticing this, simply nodded, then stepped out of the room and quickly closed the door. Well... they did have an important appointment with several people today, and it would certainly be a problem if they were late.
“I didn’t expect them to fulfill our request so easily,” Zinan said, stepping ahead.
“But we should be cautious, Sir.” Worry was clearly etched on the man’s face; he couldn’t let Zinan go so easily, especially since it concerned his safety.
Zinan, hearing the man's explanation, simply shook his head. He then paused, noting that there were several things he had emphasized throughout his life.
"Do you need something?" asked the man behind Zinan.
Zinan sighed. "No... I just want to go there without an escort."
"But... it's very risky."
Hearing his subordinate's words brought a small smile to Zinan's face. He didn't care about the risks; he wasn't looking to start a war, but to seek peace. He didn't want to live in the shadow of his father's past leadership; he would clearly use his own methods to become a leader.
"Young Master, please reconsider. We just lost the Grand Master, and we can't allow you to be hurt." The subordinate reassured Zinan. Going there alone wouldn't guarantee anything. If they took a wrong step... even a speck of nail dust wouldn't return.
Zinan exhaled softly again, turning around and facing his subordinate directly.
"Listen to my orders. I know what's right and wrong."
The subordinate remained silent; forcing his will was futile. He knew Zinan wasn't someone who easily listened to advice. He only followed his own desires and always wanted to get ahead without regard for those behind him.
"Sir, I can't accept this. Please... think it over."
“I will return in good condition,” Zinan said reassuringly.
The subordinate could only take Zinan at his word; he had no power to do anything more.
“I understand, Young Master.”
Hearing that answer naturally made Zinan happy. He resumed his steps, the smile on his lips unfazed.
Today, he would start all over again, repairing all the moral corruption within the Xrezone family, and also correcting the flaws in his father's former administration.
He remembered only one person as a benchmark. His mother... the woman who had taught him many good things and made him a slightly wiser person than his father.
“Are all the preparations ready?” Zinan asked.
The subordinate, hearing Zinan's question, smiled. “Of course, what you requested is ready. Everything is on the ground floor, Sir.”
“Good work,” Zinan praised.
The two of them continued walking, both trying to reassure themselves.
“Young Master...” The subordinate spoke up again.
"What is it?" Zinan stopped in his tracks, he also looked at his subordinate.
“I believe you,” said the subordinate.
“And I trust you,” Zinan replied.
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This morning, Danieru opened his eyes much better, feeling refreshed and more alive. He glanced back at Camilla's usual sleeping spot, a smile on his face, a sense of relief.
"Good morning," Danieru said softly. He knew Camilla would never answer him again, and he promised himself that he would pull her back to his side.
This morning the sky was overcast, well... it had been raining frequently lately, bringing a piercing chill.
Danieru sat up. He no longer felt the heaviness in his head. His chest wasn't as tight as yesterday, and he felt ready to do something.
He stood up and walked to the glass door, which was blocked by thick black curtains. He opened the curtains, and in an instant, he could see raindrops. The view of the vast forest brought a sense of loneliness back to Danieru. He took a deep breath, then opened the glass door and left his room.
Danieru's feet unhesitatingly stepped further outside, not even caring when the rain began to drench his body. He then stopped, standing still under the drizzle and gazing at the mansion's expansive backyard.
Danieru's thoughts drifted far away. He wanted to reach Camilla, but he didn't know where to start. There was no way Camilla was in the Alistair family mansion this time, and he was foolish for not knowing where the Golden Snake mansion was.
Danieru cursed his stupidity again; at this rate, his search would be in vain. Not only would he be unable to find Camilla if he searched everywhere, but it would be even worse if he remained silent.
"Damn... this isn't a small country," Danieru said, looking up at the sky. He really didn't know where to start, or where to start.
Danieru closed his eyes, trying to remember anything that might be related to the Golden Snake. Feeling his brain work, he immediately turned and entered his room.
Right... he had to meet someone, and that person definitely knew a lot about the Golden Snake. It turned out that what Rachel did yesterday was very helpful in the steps he was about to take, and he needed to hurry up and start walking down that path.
Danieru also felt truly fortunate to have met this man and planned several things. He hadn't expected the path to be this easy, and through this, he also wanted to repair his relationship with Alistair's family.