Three Towers Game

Albert is the kind of person who can endure the greatest sorrow.

Right now, Old Jin’s death makes him feel guilty, but he can only accept it and serve as a notifier.

Wen Xishu said:

”There are some clues that might... might be related to Xiaojin, but we don’t know where Xiaojin is right now.”

The mention of Xiaojin surprised Albert somewhat.

Old Jin’s death made him feel he needed to be kinder to the Five Elders, Old Jin’s former subordinates.

Without Old Jin, the true leader of the Bunker would have to be him.

He must guide those veterans who have crossed ninety levels of the Celestial Ladder List to bring out their true value.

Of course, he also needed to, like Old Jin, give them some hope.

Not just the old subordinates; naturally, Xiaojin must be taken care of as well.

But now, if the murderer was Xiaojin, he would have to control Xiaojin with a heavy heart.

”Are you confident?” Albert asked.

Wen Xishu shook his head:

”I’m not confident. Xiaojin fits the bill, but it’s also possible the truth is far from my speculation.”

”I know Xiaojin has a certain ability; he can transform into others. Mr. Jin mentioned this to me.”

”His transformation can even imitate constellations.”

”But in the Bunker, it naturally weakens. However, he can still imitate Elder-level individuals.”

”When Mr. Jin was around, Xiaojin seemed stable and gave us the impression of being very kind.”

”But with Mr. Jin’s departure, perhaps he lost control.”

”However, I have no evidence. As I’ve said, there might be another culprit.”

Albert nodded:

”How are your injuries?”

Wen Xishu touched the location of his wounds:

”I’m fine now.”

Albert looked at Luo Feng:

”Old Luo, can you use Piercing Hand one more time?”

Luo Feng was puzzled. As Mr. Jin’s earliest subordinate, he was the most affected and was still immersed in grief.

But since Albert mentioned it, he complied.

Luo Feng utilized Piercing Hand into the air, moving incredibly quickly. Though it didn’t hit anything physical, its power was unmistakable.

Albert asked:

”How much force?”

Luo Feng replied:

”Thirty percent.”

Albert looked at Wen Xishu:

”What do you think?”

Wen Xishu understood what Albert meant:

”Not enough.”

Luo Feng didn’t say much and used Piercing Hand again. This time, Wen Xishu couldn’t even see it.

He only felt as if Luo Feng had acted, yet not acted.

Albert said:

”This must be ninety percent force.”

Luo Feng nodded, not surprised by Albert’s observational skills.

Wen Xishu said:

”Slightly stronger than the Piercing Hand that tried to assassinate me. By this calculation, he could mimic around seventy percent of the standard.”

Albert said:

”That’s a big threat.”

Wen Xishu agreed, and everyone agreed.

Achieving seventy percent of an Elder’s level of combat in the Bunker environment... could almost be said to be rampaging.

Albert said:

”Do what you have to do. Don’t delay your progress because of matters in the Bunker.”

”Once you’re healed, if you want to explore Deceit Tower, go ahead.”

”During this time, I need to sort things out in the Bunker. Rest assured, as long as I am in the Bunker, no one can harm you.”

”As for the assassin who attacked you, within three days, I will have an answer for you.”

”As long as he’s still in the Bunker, I will definitely find him.”

Wen Xishu nodded. With the old principal’s reassurance, he felt much more at ease.

It was at this moment that Luo Feng, one of the Five Elders, suddenly spoke:

”Albert, how is Weizai?”

Liu Zhizai, one of the Five Elders, the Miyamoto Family’s secret protector, and one of the earliest followers of Mr. Jin.

A short while ago, Liu Zhizai climbed the tower together with Mr. Jin.

Albert said:

”There’s no trace of him. Accept it; haven’t we been losing things all these years?”

Luo Feng looked melancholic, seeming even older.

Even Evelyn sighed, revealing slight wrinkles.

”Can we defeat those constellations?”

Perhaps reminded of something, the disheartened Luo Feng suddenly had a glimmer in his eyes.

Albert liked such an expression; it was the look of revenge.

Wen Xishu realized at that moment that Elder Luo, though perhaps lost at the peak of power, was still someone deeply loyal.

”Sagittarius, is it? Then you have to work hard. If you want to beat me to it, old Luo, you must train desperately.”

Albert patted Luo Feng on the shoulder.

Over the years, the disputes between Albert and the Elders seemed to have faded away with Old Jin’s passing.

Faced with Albert’s words, Luo Feng replied simply:

”Alright.”

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Their conversation ended quickly. Evelyn and the others still had many things to deal with.

The pioneer of Bunker, the low-profile Mr. Jin, was largely unknown to many in the Bunker.

Only some elderly figures knew legends about Mr. Jin.

But soon, stories about Mr. Jin began circulating among people.

Because these things were no longer a secret.

And because Evelyn insisted on holding a funeral for Mr. Jin. Albert thought it over and approved it, considering this old friend worthy of being recorded in history. Perhaps the friend himself wasn’t fond of being so ”high-profile,” but once dead, being high-profile once wouldn’t hurt.

In the coming days, many in the Bunker wore a white paper flower on their chests.

Many of them didn’t know Mr. Jin, but seeing some leaders of the Bunker Security Bureau wearing them, as well as people from the Six Great Clans, they followed suit.