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chapter-1347-30041322

The sweaty Lu Zihao scowled at her. Still, his treatment of his sister remained many leagues better than other people. He didn't roar at her at least. Of course, he also treated his own wife and children well.

The siblings moved away from the training grounds so that they could speak more freely.

"Don't waste your time anymore on this matter, Evelinka," he told her.

"I still want to know," she insisted.

"You've always been so willful." He sighed and shook his head but his scowl now had a hint of a nostalgic smile. "Fine, since you're asking then I'll share some information with you."

He told her that Shadow Winds finally had smoother progress in everything after using the results of her investigations that found a connection to Alcatraz Organización. It was like finally obtaining a master key that could unlock all doors after searching blindly for so long. This didn't mean that things got easier to solve though. It only meant that they now had a clearer direction to take.

They also had a better understanding that the enemy was even bigger and more dangerous than they initially thought. With the way Shadow Winds were now, they couldn't possibly duke it out against Alcatraz just like that. It would be pure suicide if they did that.

However, knowing the enemy was better than working blindly. At least, they now had an idea on what kind of preparations they needed to take in order to have a fighting chance against the current biggest criminal organization in the underworld.

Even though there were still so many things that were unclear about Alcatraz's true purpose in infiltrating the country, both Iris and Lu Zihao had some theories. At the end of the day, it didn't really matter what purpose Alcatraz had. They just needed to be eliminated.

Lu Zihao had a hell-deep blood feud against the criminal organization while Iris also wanted Alcatraz to disappear in this world to protect the family that she built with her husband in this second chance in life that she had after her death as Evelina Vetrova.

"We detected some movements from them before, during and after Tian Kong's execution," Lu Zihao informed Iris. "They're very careful so we haven't identified any of their core members yet but we managed to monitor a few of their native members. They're all low-level but it's a start. We haven't done anything to them at this point. We're just focused on monitoring them and learning more about their movements. Hopefully, we can predict their next plans better."

Iris nodded. "It's a pity that we haven't found anything more useful from Tian Kong's involvement with them but this progress is already good. Tian Kong is most likely just an expendable pawn to them."

"Hm."

"It's to our advantage that we already have an idea about the enemy while they still don't know us yet. Just continue to be extra careful, Big Brother. Shadow Winds is a tiny ant compared to Alcatraz."

Lu Zihao's expression twisted. Then he growled. "I know! You don't have to remind me!"

She sighed but didn't mind his tone. It was understandable how much he loathed Alcatraz to death, the one who swallowed a big part of the Vetrov organization after its downfall and replaced it as the new reigning emperor of the international criminal underworld.

"Now go back to your children," he told her. "Leave all this shit to me. No need for you to muddy your shoes in these dirty waters. My Shadow Winds and I are enough."

"But—"

"Evelinka," he warned her.

Iris hesitated before sighing again. "Fine."

He crossed his scarred, muscled arms over his chest and continued glowering at her. "I know that you're concerned about me but I, Nikolai Vetrov, know what I'm doing."

She copied him and crossed her slender arms over her ample chest. "Of course, you know what you're doing, Mr. Lu Zihao."

He stared daggers at her. If she wasn't his sister, he would have already berated her with the foulest of languages until her ears rang.

"I'm Nikolai Vetrov!"

She stood her ground against the onslaught of his scary aura. Deep inside, her soul was still a Vetrov just like him. She wasn't a fragile flower who would wilt with a little harsh wind.

"You WERE Nikolai Vetrov but not anymore! You're now living as Lu Zihao! You're married to Long Jingjing and the father of twins—Lu Tianyu and Lu Zhiyuan. Even if you gave my nephews Russian names, they will still be known as Mikhail Lu and Dmitri Lu, not Mikhail Vetrov and Dmitri Vetrov. You're Lu Zihao now whether you like it or not! Just like how I'm now Long Xiulan and not Evelina Vetrova! Remember that, Big Brother. Please remember it."

His nose flared and his whole body tensed as he restrained his temper. "So you're throwing away your past? Is that it? I know that you never wanted to be born as a Vetrov, I accept that. I have long accepted that! But your past is still a part of you whether you like it or not, just like how my past is a fucking part of me!"

"Of course, I know that! My point is that you shouldn't let our past consume you too much that you forget to live in the present. Big Brother, you have a family now." She grabbed his arms, trying to make him understand, willing him to see her point of view. "You have a wife who loves you and children who depend on you! Even if you don't tell me, I can sense that you have a do or die mindset when it comes to avenging what happened to us in our past lives. Must you always put your life on the line like this? Do you want your wife to become a widow and your children orphans?"

"Shut the fuck up, Evelinka!" he roared in her face.