The assassination order had troubled Xiaofan for so long, and naturally, Xiaofan was most worried about this issue.

Of course, with the downfall of the Red Butterfly, not only did the assassination order disappear, but the entire assassin network vanished into thin air. Those assassins doing jobs outside had long been under Li Kuo's watch; as soon as they returned to Huaxia, they'd be immediately captured.

However, there was still the neurotoxin on Xiaofan's arm. During the days of his coma, Li San had consistently given Xiaofan the antidote, but it hadn't completely neutralized the poison.

Xiaofan hadn't yet found a method to prepare the antidote, but he already knew that to rid himself of the poison's control, he merely needed to completely cut off that layer of skin on the surface. After all, that R-shaped tattoo should also disappear from this world.

So, Xiaofan invited his grandfather in, and under anesthesia, his grandfather and Li San helped him remove that R-shaped tattoo. After bandaging it, Xiaofan severed all ties with the Red Butterfly forever.

But, is this matter truly over?

The Red Butterfly had been completely broken; all connection points were entirely destroyed, the training camp wiped out. Although Xiaofan wouldn't bet that Red Butterfly could never resurrect, at least, within the next twenty years, it was impossible for them to revive, and even if they did, they would never have such influence again.

Of course, this was just surface speculation. None of them knew that a giant cancer still hid within Yanhuang Soul. The Soul of Slaughter that Zhu Fan painstakingly arranged hadn't been uncovered.

At this moment, the Soul of Slaughter hadn't immediately realized the Red Butterfly had been destroyed because Elder Fan kept the information tightly sealed. Apart from the members of the twelve combat teams that went along that day, no one else knew about it.

Announcing the collapse of the Red Butterfly was only a matter of time, but it had to wait until everything settled completely. At the very least, let Xiaofan rest well for a while.

"It's strange. For more than a month now, we've been a bit idle, huh?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard about the Red Butterfly causing trouble recently."

"It's better they don't come around. If they do, we'll have to fight for our lives. It won't be easy for you either, and if one day a sudden order for a task comes down, it'll definitely be dangerous."

"Hey, don't scare us."

"Scare? You've only been in Yanhuang Soul for six months and are scared by this? Really. Train well; remember the saying, 'Raise an army for a thousand days to use it in an hour.' Don't think you can slack off because there are no tasks."

Yes, even in Yanhuang Soul, a lazy atmosphere had emerged, but someone was anxiously seeking out news of the Red Butterfly in secret.

Finally, the signal was connected.

Meanwhile, far away overseas in Tokyo, Japan.

In a very old manor, a man in his fifties hurried into a room with a cipher sheet in his hand.

If Xiaofan were here, he would certainly recognize this man as Uncle Zhong, who was the second-in-command of the Red Butterfly.

"Mr. Fujita, I have important news."

"Hmm?"

"Although Zhu Fan is dead, the Soul of Slaughter he placed within Red Butterfly has not been discovered. Just now, I received a message from him, and he was very anxious, asking why we hadn't contacted him."

"Oh. Excellent, Ikeshita, immediately respond to him, tell him that the Red Butterfly was destroyed entirely by Ye Xiaofan, and instruct him to continue gathering intelligence within Yanhuang Soul. Promise him that if he performs well, he could become the next leader of the Red Butterfly. From now on, you will be fully responsible for communicating with the Soul of Slaughter."

"Yes, Mr. Fujita."

"Ikeshita, wait a moment…"

"Any further instructions?"

"I remember that the research materials Zhu Fan succeeded with were stolen by a woman named nightingale, right? And Yanhuang Soul has yet to reclaim it? If possible, have the Soul of Slaughter closely monitor this woman; perhaps the materials haven't completely disappeared."

"Understood."

Uncle Zhong's real name is Ikeshita, and this place is where he was born and raised.

As for Bai Xue and the others, they've returned to their homes. As for the future, and whether they'll meet the captain again, that depends on fate.

After spending another week in the hospital, Xiaofan was finally discharged. Although his thigh still hurt a bit when he walked, with gradual care, there would be no lasting aftereffects.

During his discharge, Li San and others were present. They all knew Xiaofan's return to his hometown was only temporary; he would definitely come back one day. When that day came, they could gather again for a drink, enjoying discussions about the world.

Before leaving, Elder Fan appeared at the hospital again, and for a busy man like him to visit the hospital so frequently was truly no easy task.

"These are your belongings from before; take care of them." Shen Junjie naturally appeared alongside, and returned all of Xiaofan's belongings from before.

There wasn't much—just a lighter, a wallet, and the Cold Ice Willow Silk Needle entrusted by his grandfather. The rest were items left at home like badges and passes, symbols of Xiaofan's special identity within Yanhuang Soul.

"I'm leaving the shares of Dongwu under your name for you to manage, given the Ren Family and Li Kuo's family are also involved, I'm more reassured." Fan Lingtian said casually.

"As you see fit, sir." Xiaofan nodded.

"Xiaofan…"

"Yes?"

"You'll come back, won't you."

At these words, Xiaofan glanced at the special pass and the premium badge, giving a wry smile: "Perhaps."

"Aren't you going to see my sister before you leave?" Shen Junjie asked mildly.

"I don't think so. If I go see her, I'll surely make her upset. With my current skills, if I accidentally piss her off and she mistakenly kills me, that would be terrible."

"When will you come back to see her... she might be waiting for you all along?"

Smiling, Xiaofan looked at the ceiling with a mischievous grin but didn't answer. He didn't know how to face Zuimo again; he seemed to have lost his former confidence.

Ultimately, Xiaofan didn't leave a word for Zuimo and went home with his grandfather.

Before leaving, he simply instructed, "Don't tell her yet."

After taking Zhu Fan's life, the first thing Xiaofan did upon awakening was to eagerly hold her tightly, without letting go. But when he realized his own strength was insufficient, Xiaofan began to waver. If Zuimo were to face danger again in the future, would he end up standing by helplessly like in high school, watching her get taken by others to save him, with him doing nothing? No, he absolutely couldn't let it happen again, never…

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