Zhenwangzi

The lordling was quietly resting on his flight back to Ibhu lands on his father’s plane, Yanfeng was enjoying a cigar of some kind it seemed. The plane itself was a luxurious one, a refitted to serve his opulent interests. It stank of various things which the young man would have rather not noticed but alas that was not going to be his attention today.

“So what did you make of your cousin,” Yanfeng mocked rather amused with some game he was playing. “I am curious to see what you in particular made of him, Zhenwangzi. Is he worth your feelings towards him?”

“I’m not sure, he seems rather hard to read,” he mumbled back as he tried to maintain his particularly soothing sleep. Yanfeng was a remorseless master to him, one who seemed to enjoy undermining everything he did. He seemed to enjoy every moment of it, everly single moment of pain he seemed to take a tiny bit of enjoyment out of it. But alas he saved him from that hell that was SSJ 2000, its white corridors were a thing which seemed almost burned into his memory. “He seems to be enigmatic as his father, although whether this is a fucking imitation is to be seen. He did know his way around a sword I will admit, but he would lose to me. Too much caution and…”

“Your arrogance will be your downfall child,” Yanfeng spoke with a grin on his face as he extinguished his thick cigar. “He can beat you and you just refuse to admit it. I can see why you weren’t chosen instead of that emotional wreck.” The bastard quietly hid his emotions, his fists however clenched at the relentless contempt he displayed. “At least I got what I wanted from that,” he spoke as the plane darkened as a screen emerged in front of the mad prince. He laughed quietly to himself as he placed his headphones on.

He seemed to wait, until whoever he was talking to finish his introductions it seems: “Yes, we have gotten the data we need. It seems they did not want to remove all those little insects it in time.” What data is he talking about the bastard wondered as his mind found itself drawn to the words of Yanfeng.

“Yes, I will be delivering it to you soon. Via an encrypted ROT system of course, we wouldn’t want our communications to be tracked would we? Anyway, the Zhaoze theatre continues to move as we planned, we have the Ibhu interested in hiring my services for their wretched hive of a city. Yes Liangqiao. He also seems interested in using us against the Aoxian. Should be easy enough given the state of their security is rather poor. In the meantime we are too focus on finally ridding ourselves of those pests in Haidao.” He paused for a second, seemingly listening to something else. “The larger bands certainly could be of use to us, Ah Ao Chao and his particular group could be used to finalise our operations in that region. I imagine it would be quite lucrative of course - exploiting this rivalry for some currency. Tericio always is useful in storing that in that sense. Anyway, the child of the white basilisk shall soon fall under our hand - my dear friend, thanks to your own ingenuity there. My son here proved particularly useful to that end. In the meantime, it seems we can advance our interests in the Grand Conclave rather unopposed, good for our friends abroad - they will soon know that our friendship does have some benefits. The Maritime faction was particularly easy to infiltrate although Molxue continues to be a issue. But until we are truly able to capitalise on things let's avoid direct confrontations with those who can challenge us. My brothers are still suspicious of me and have their own networks. Of course his somehow is still active and operational as ever. A bloody spectre seems to haunt this nation still - the Guan Banking Group seems to be at its center. They seem to have secured something with regards to the Sutu and their PMC Zhongluo.” He paused again, paying a great deal of attention as he did. “Yes... that is a most interesting use of the knowledge we have. My friend, this is why I choose to use you. It was a pleasure talking to you - soon our work will be complete… Lord Jialazin.”