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#615 - Chapter 615

Wang Lina frowned slightly, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes. She said in a low voice, "Xiao Liang, don't say anymore... Whether it's Granny Rong or Xia Hui, Tang Yin can't judge who is more suspicious, right?"

Tang Yin raised his head, his eyes complex, his tone calm but subtly revealing fatigue: "...Yeah, that's why I didn't vote for them. And the reason I lost other options is because of those who voted for them before me, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more oppressive. Gao Mei's voice came from the side, with some hesitation: "...Doesn't include us, right?"

Qian Jin slammed the table, his voice full of suppressed anger: "Then would you have voted for me?!"

Tong Xiaoliang laughed, his voice light, with a hint of strange teasing in his tone: "Isn't it great? You're a good garbage can for votes, and you're really showing your value. See, no one suspects you anymore~"

"...It's not like you're any different," Qian Jin's expression twisted for a moment, his tone low and gloomy.

Tong Xiaoliang tilted his head slightly, his smile innocent yet malicious: "Well, Reporter Sister and Uncle, and Uncle Tang, are you wolves?"

This sentence was like a bomb, instantly silencing the entire dining table. More than one person was clearly frightened. All eyes were focused on Tang Yin and Tong Xiaoliang, and the air seemed to freeze.

Tang Yin sighed, rubbed his temples, and said in a low voice, "...This is troublesome. I admit my performance today was a bit bad, but I really didn't expect even you to not trust me."

Tong Xiaoliang blinked, his smile even brighter: "Ah~ Sorry, to be honest, I don't care about believing anything. I'm just curious, what does it feel like to be a wolf?"

His voice suddenly became light and飘飘, as if reciting a playful nursery rhyme: "Stay up all night if you want, kill if you want, so cool, so envious."

The atmosphere in the entire cafeteria dropped to freezing point. Xia Hui's face was visibly paler, her fingers stiffly clutching the corner of the table. Qin Ming's eyes swept over Xia Hui, he frowned, and finally spoke: "...Xiao Liang, enough is enough. We can't confirm that Xia Hui is a fake yet."

Qin Ming's voice carried a hint of warning, but his eyes quietly swept over Gao Zhijie's face. Clearly, he had already noticed that the power relationship of the banquet had completely tilted, and Gao Zhijie undoubtedly held absolute control.

Gao Zhijie slowly raised his head, his voice low, with an irresistible air of authority: "Xiao Liang, come here."

Tong Xiaoliang's face changed instantly. He turned his head with a stiff smile and said with feigned ease: "Hey~ I don't want to."

Gao Zhijie's tone was still calm, but it exuded an irresistible sense of oppression: "Come here."

Xiao Liang's shoulders trembled slightly. He tried to ignore him, but Gao Zhijie's gaze pressed down on him like a mountain. Finally, he bit his lip, dragged his feet to Gao Zhijie's side, with an unwilling expression on his face.

Smack!

A crisp sound exploded in the silent air. Gao Zhijie raised his hand and slapped Tong Xiaoliang hard on the face. The boy's thin body fell towards the dining table like a kite with a broken string, the smile on his face completely disappearing.

Just as his face was about to hit the corner of the table, a pair of hands steadily held him. To everyone's surprise, the one who held him was - Madam Chen Xiang. Her expression was cold, her eyes icy, she gently straightened Xiao Liang, and said in a low voice, "Enough."

Wolf Grandpa's voice was low and slow, but with a few strands of kindness: "Are you okay?"

Tong Xiaoliang covered his slightly red cheek, his nose tingled, but then he squeezed out a smile: "...It hurts...it hurts, Grandpa, are you okay? Are your bones injured?"

Wolf Grandpa smiled, the laughter with a few strands of turbid old age, but inexplicably eased the atmosphere a little: "Hehehehe."

Tang Yin stood aside, watching this scene, his heart slightly moved. It seemed that their relationship was indeed very good, that kind of tacit understanding between grandparents and grandchildren was hard to ignore.

Wolf Grandpa patted Tong Xiaoliang's shoulder, his tone with a trace of blame but without anger: "It's not right to hit people...hehehe."

"It's too late to say that now, you old codger," Gao Zhijie's cold voice interjected, breaking the slightly relaxed atmosphere. His eyes were sharp, like knives, sweeping over Wolf Grandpa and Tong Xiaoliang. "Only banquet matters can be discussed during the banquet. Everyone knows this. Shut up, Xiao Liang."

Tong Xiaoliang unwillingly lowered his head, his voice so small that it was almost inaudible: "I know...Reporter Sister, Uncle Tang, sorry."

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this thin teenager. His apology sounded forced, but it didn't seem to carry malice. This child...was strangely indefinable. He was clearly incredibly insightful, but he always seemed to be missing something, making it difficult to truly empathize with others.

"I don't care, this can't be helped," Tang Yin responded lightly, his tone without blame, but also without comfort. His gaze involuntarily fell on Xia Hui. Her fingers were tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, her face pale, her whole person like a string pulled to the limit, ready to snap at any moment.

"...Xia Hui, actually I don't think it's necessary to hang you two," Hua Lu's voice was soft but clear, abruptly breaking the silence.

Gao Zhijie frowned, his tone with a trace of dissatisfaction: "Hua Lu, you..."

Hua Lu ignored him, just lowered her head and said softly: "Sorry, I forgot to ask a very important thing just now, about the banquet, can we make an exception this time?" She raised her head, her eyes directly facing Xia Hui, her tone firm, "...Xia Hui, whose identity do you want to verify tonight?"

Xia Hui raised her head, a trace of struggle in her eyes, her voice trembling slightly: "...Is this my own business?"

"You're wrong," Hua Lu's tone was calm but unquestionable, "The blessing is a power granted to the human camp by the Thousand Bright Gods. The blessed must use the power of the blessing for the human camp."

Xia Hui's face became even paler, she hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "...Is that so, then, whose identity should I verify?"

Hua Lu gently turned her head and looked at Qin Ming: "Qin Ming, what do you think?"

Qin Ming was slightly stunned, then nodded, his tone with a trace of caution: "Me...I think it's necessary to rule out Qian Jin's suspicion."

"...Couldn't be better," Qian Jin sneered, his tone with a trace of sarcasm, but also like feigned ease.

Tang Yin stood aside, his brow furrowed. He knew that only he knew that Xia Hui was a fake, but at this moment he had to remain silent, even though the pressure in his heart made it almost impossible for him to breathe. His gaze swept over Xia Hui, but he found that the back of her hand had turned white from excessive force.

"I understand," Xia Hui finally spoke, her voice with a trace of difficult calm, "Then I will verify Qian Jin's identity today, I hope the spider's blessed can protect me today."

Qin Ming's voice interrupted Xia Hui's thoughts, his tone calm but with unquestionable firmness: "No, that won't do."

Xia Hui suddenly raised her head, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes, her voice trembling slightly: "Why...!"

Qin Ming's gaze was as sharp as a knife, staring directly at her: "If we decide on the spider's blessing target now, the wolves will definitely attack someone else tonight, right?" His words slowly fell, with some kind of cold rationality, "The spider's blessed has already successfully protected one person, let's trust his judgment and let him decide the blessing target himself."

Xia Hui was stunned, her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound, she hesitated for a moment and then lowered her head: "...Ma...Maybe."

Qin Ming turned his gaze and looked directly at Hua Lu: "Hua Lu, is that all?"

Hua Lu lowered her head, her tone mixed with a trace of apology: "...Yes, I'm sorry I overstepped, Old Gao."

Gao Zhijie snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, scanned everyone for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door: "Hmph...I'll continue to patrol."

Wang Lina couldn't help but speak: "Grandpa Gao, it's too depressing to stay here all the time, can we leave?"

Gao Zhijie's footsteps stopped for a moment, without turning his head, he said: "At least it's better than death."

Tang Yin stood aside, silently watching all this. He knew that in such a situation, everyone's identities and positions had long been too complicated to sort out, and any extra actions would only bring meaningless sacrifices. Even so, his heart was still heavy, like a big stone was pressing on it.

Gao Zhijie seemed to have noticed something, and coldly left a sentence before leaving: "Pay more attention to Zhao Gang."

After speaking, he pushed open the door and disappeared into the thick fog.

Wang Lina sighed, her voice low: "...Indeed, Granny Rong is no longer here, Brother Gang must be very sad."

Qin Yi sneered, his tone with a trace of mockery: "Heh, isn't he very strong? How can he be so fragile."

Qin Ming's face sank, his tone with a trace of pressure: "Qin Yi, come here."

Qin Yi immediately became alert, the cynicism on his face subsided a little: "What's up, big brother."

Qin Ming ignored his tone, only turned to Chen Xiang and said: "Mom, let's go upstairs and say a few words."

Chen Xiang hesitated for a moment, her tone calm but with some kind of hint: "...Wait, I'll go too."

She turned her head, her eyes falling on Tang Yin, and said softly: "Tang Yin, can I leave this to you?"

Tang Yin nodded: "Yeah."

The few people quickly left, leaving only nine people in the cafeteria. The atmosphere around was like a taut string, gradually relaxing, but that oppression had not completely dissipated, but like a thin layer of cloud, shrouded in everyone's heart.

Wang Lina leaned back in her chair and breathed a long sigh of relief: "...Ah, I'm exhausted."

Hua Lu rolled up her sleeves and gently rubbed her shoulders: "Same feeling."

Gao Mei frowned, her voice with a trace of fatigue and helplessness: "How long is this going to last..."

The oppressive atmosphere finally eased a little, and everyone began to unconsciously express their emotions. But at this moment, Tong Xiaoliang suddenly spoke.

"Um, Uncle Tang," he tilted his head, smiling innocently, "Are you a wolf?"

Tang Yin was stunned, his eyes met Tong Xiaoliang's, the boy's eyes were pure, but with a trace of elusive meaning. Tang Yin calmly shook his head: "No."

Tong Xiaoliang's smile deepened, his tone light, with some kind of teasing: "Then are you a blessed one?"

Tang Yin sighed softly, a half-smile on the corner of his mouth: "This...Speaking of which, isn't it forbidden to discuss banquet matters now?"

Tong Xiaoliang tilted his head, showing an indifferent expression, but his eyes flashed with cunning light: "Only elders would think that way. To be honest, the situation is so complicated now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to discuss it all day."

"...Xiao Liang, do you have any clues?" Gao Mei suddenly interjected, her tone with a trace of hesitation.

"Um?" Tong Xiaoliang looked back at her, seemingly not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, asking with interest: "Is he good at reasoning?"

Gao Mei supported her forehead, seemingly feeling a little helpless with this conversation: "...What to do, Xiao Liang, I'm being hit on."

"You should be used to it, he won't bite," Tong Xiaoliang shrugged, his tone as relaxed as if he was joking.

Tang Yin smiled and spread his hands: "Come on."

Gao Mei glanced at him, saying with some disbelief: "...Actually, it's nothing big, it's just that Xiao Liang's intuition is always very accurate."

"Um~ Unfortunately, the crazy computer in my head seems to break down as soon as it encounters thick fog," Tong Xiaoliang spread his hands, his tone with self-deprecation, but his eyes were still sharp, as if observing every detail of everyone.

Gao Mei sighed, her tone with more dissatisfaction: "Speaking of which, didn't you say yesterday that you would disclose information today? As a result, you haven't made any contributions today, you're really suspicious."

Tang Yin smiled slightly, his tone pretending to be relaxed: "OK, it's your freedom to suspect me, but can your attitude be a little gentler? Don't be so cold."

Gao Mei looked at him coldly, the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "...That's because you have the face of a guy who hits on girls."

Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, then laughed. He thought to himself, is this actually the first "gentle" thing said to him? Speaking of which, last time this kid still suspected that he was Wang Lina's lover. It seems that if he wants to coexist peacefully, he probably has to fill her with bad reviews first.

He shook his head, his tone slightly helpless: "Misunderstandings will be resolved sooner or later. Actually, I have a lot to say."

Gao Mei's eyes turned cold, refuting mercilessly: "You're lying. You've been letting your brother speak for you all along, although it was still denied by Grandpa in the end..."

Hua Lu hesitated for a moment, saying softly: "...How should I say it, under the circumstances at the time, I felt that Qin Ming was just protecting Mr. Tang Yin."

Tang Yin's heart tightened, his eyes quietly swept towards Hua Lu, thinking to himself: Wait, Hua Lu, don't say anymore.

But Tong Xiaoliang seemed to have caught something, his eyes with more curiosity: "Um, indeed, it feels like Qin Ming trusts Uncle Tang very much, why is that?"

Wang Lina chuckled, her tone calm but with some analytical meaning: "It should be because Qin Ming and Tang Yin are both the type who think based on logic. Such people are rare here, they will definitely resonate, right?"

Tang Yin was slightly stunned, then put away his smile, and remained silent without answering. His gaze swept over everyone at the table, but a faint sense of vigilance rose in his heart.