Chapter four

Yan Lang sighed, {"Baba, are you and your uncles together?"}

{"We're not, he's just playing around, he's my brother—in adoption terms, don't think too much about it."}

{"Ah, I must understand so much."}

{"Xiao Lang, you shouldn't think too much about it, I bet everyone misunderstood everything as well."}

Yan Lang opened the door, "Great General."

"Major." Great General replied, "Your reports are been reported, he's the results."

Yan Lang took the file, {"Chief was right, the bloody bastards are using children, trying to find the ones bearing stigmas and breeding them—like it would do them any good, breeding the kids to the mixture will cause bloodline illness and possible early deaths, like that kiddo trying to claim your organs, ain't worth a click of a thing."}

{"Baba, this isn't any good is it?"}

{"In simple terms, these people screwed royally over."}

{"Baba, don't we have a stigma as well?"}

{"Old blood isn't affected as much."}

Yan Lang was about the close the door, "You're not going to let me in, Major?"

"I didn't think you would be here long." Yan Lang remarked, "See you later, Great General."

Yan Lang closed the door, Great General didn't expect this—at all.

Yan Lang sighed, "How annoying."

In any case, Yan Lang felt like sitting down, while smoking a pipe, a long pipe, with bubbles—not smoking stuff.

The door broke down, and Great General entered, "Major, I will be staying here during the intended stay."

{"Seriously you think he would get the hint? I don't want him here."}

"I only intended on staying under the premise of three weeks at best." Great General explained, "Nor any longer."

"Why are you even bothering asking? I didn't want you in the first place." Yan Lang grumbled.

Long Lang poured some Hot Choc and sipped up, {"Baba, it's going to be harder for us, in the future."}

{"I'm far too annoyed, to complain about these matters in the first place."}

Great General real name is Bing Zhou, how fitting of a name actually, Bing Zhou was rather noisy in one form or another.

Yan Lang was handling paperwork, while suddenly heard a secret code within the radio message, after decoding it, ["Blue Death is coming today."]

Burning the secret code, Yan Lang's eyes became cold, {"So begins the revolution."}

Bing Zhou's eyes darted at the burned paper, (Why burn a paper? Unless there's something hidden inside of this.)