Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

142: Chapter 142 Ryuji’s Past, Part 1In a secluded, mid-range hotel suite, the curtains were tightly drawn, and only a single dim desk lamp was lit.

Brother Bufan stood in the simple kitchenette area, boiling a kettle of water on an induction cooker. The water was just about to boil, emitting a slight hissing sound that added a trace of irritating background noise to the silent room.

On the phone screen held in his other hand, an official notification message from the Nangong Family’s butler was clearly displayed. The wording was polite yet cold, its core message simple and direct: his position as a bodyguard had been immediately terminated. They thanked him for his recent service, the final payment would be settled to his designated account, and he was asked to leave the residence provided by the Nangong Family as soon as possible.

”Smash—!”

With a crisp crack, he slammed the phone onto the cheap carpeted floor, the screen instantly shattering into a spiderweb pattern.

Brother Bufan’s chest heaved violently, the veins on his temples throbbing. He squeezed out a low growl of suppressed rage through his teeth: ”Damn it! That bunch of useless trash from the Nangong Family! They were swallowed whole by Su Bai so quickly! Can’t they even manage a struggle?!”

In his great fury, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and even the muscles on half of his face shuddered slightly—this was a neurological aftereffect left behind after being injected with veterinary anesthesia by those two bumpkin kidnappers last time, becoming particularly obvious during moments of emotional agitation.

After venting, he took several deep breaths, barely suppressing the churning anger and sense of humiliation. He suddenly turned his head, his gaze shooting toward the living room like a hawk.

Dragon Two was sitting at a small tea table by the window with a thin but powerful laptop on her lap, the faint glow of the screen reflecting off her cold, beautiful, and focused face.

Her fingers slid rapidly across the touchpad, accessing layers of encrypted information.

”Has the investigation been cleared up?” Brother Bufan’s voice remained hoarse, carrying lingering remnants of fury. ”Those two pieces of trash—where did they come from? Who instigated them?”

Dragon Two did not look up immediately. Her fingertip tapped the enter key lightly, archiving the final piece of cross-referenced intelligence.

Only then did she raise her eyes to look at Brother Bufan, her voice steady and professional, devoid of much emotion: ”It’s basically been cleared up. The two people who kidnapped you are local unemployed individuals from A City who frequent the lower rungs of society. They have priors for petty theft and brawling, but have never been involved in major cases like kidnapping and extortion. The instructions they received for this job were issued through a hidden middleman at the ’Golden Brilliance Club’.”

She paused slightly, her gaze falling back onto the profile photo of Su Bai on the screen. A trace of extremely complex light flickered deep in her eyes, but her tone remained calm: ”And this ’Golden Brilliance Club’, according to our intelligence tracing, was already effectively controlled and taken over by Su Bai through his agent, Chu Ci, more than half a month ago. The middleman who issued the instructions is closely related to the Club’s new management. Therefore, Dragon King, your attack this time... although the direct executors were of a low level, tracing it back to the source, there is a very high probability it is inextricably linked to Su Bai.”

”Su Bai! Su Bai again!” Brother Bufan punched the cold tiled wall beside him, making a dull thud. He laughed out of extreme anger, though that smile was incredibly hideous. ”First he designed an ambush at the docks to seize my gold and funds! Now he uses such underhanded methods to humiliate me! Does he really think I, Brother Bufan, am made of clay? This bastard is bullying me too much!”

Watching Brother Bufan’s face, which was somewhat distorted by anger, Dragon Two pursed her lips almost imperceptibly. Her gaze returned to the handsome yet distant young face on the computer screen.

I didn’t expect that after more than ten years of finally getting definite news of you, it would be in this context, as enemies.

This thought flashed through her heart, carrying a trace of bitterness that even she found difficult to untangle.

Sitting at the tea table, Dragon Two listened to Brother Bufan’s angry rebukes, but her inner self was far from being as calm as her surface suggested.

Over the past half year, she had already learned most of the Dragon King’s movements and actions in Huaxia through her own channels and her grandfather’s connections.

Developing influence? Expanding territory?

He was clearly using the name of a mission to go to the Nangong Family and act as a personal bodyguard for their young miss. He even got involved in a cliché drama of jealousy, eventually provoking a difficult opponent like Su Bai and ending up in such a pathetic state.

Back then, he vowed to make a big impact in Huaxia, and this is the result?

A trace of indescribable disappointment and fatigue spread through Dragon Two’s heart. But she quickly suppressed these untimely emotions.

She was ’Dragon Two’ of the Dragon King Hall, one of the Dragon King’s sharpest blades.

Her duty was to execute orders, gather intelligence, and clear obstacles, not to question the Dragon King’s decisions or judge his private behavior.

No matter what Brother Bufan did, he was ultimately the leader of the Dragon King Hall and the object of her required loyalty.

”Dragon King, please calm your anger.” Dragon Two’s voice returned to absolute steadiness and respect, as if that fleeting complex emotion had never existed. ”The priority now is to clarify Su Bai’s intentions and formulate a response strategy. He has deep roots in A City; acting rashly might be disadvantageous for us. Do we need to mobilize more elites from the Hall to come here?”

She pulled the topic back on track, repositioning herself into that efficient, loyal, and impersonal subordinate role.

Other things were not for her to worry about, and she... didn’t want to worry about them anymore.

”Rashly mobilizing too many elites from the Hall into Huaxia would create too large a target and would definitely alert those ’relevant departments’ up there.”

Brother Bufan rubbed his throbbing temples hard, trying to alleviate the neurological pain. But before he finished speaking, his cheek muscles went into another bout of uncontrollable spasms, making him look somewhat comical and pathetic.

He cursed under his breath: ”Fuck... wasn’t that just ordinary anesthesia? How can there be aftereffects from a neurotoxin like this?”

He was almost certain that the rusty syringe had definitely been used on more than one head of livestock before. God knows what kind of mess was mixed inside!

Thinking of this, his hatred for Su Bai and those two bumpkin kidnappers increased tenfold.

Dragon Two silently operated the computer, closing Su Bai’s profile page and the photo that made her heart complicated. The interface returned to the encrypted desktop.

Her voice remained steady, stating objective facts: ”Dragon King, Huaxia’s security defense system and intelligence network are far more rigorous and responsive than the situations we’ve encountered in certain overseas regions. The Su Family is not only influential in A City’s business world, but their network of relatives, old friends, and political-business ties is intricately intertwined—moving one part affects the whole. Even if we want to take action, we must plan carefully and find the most secure timing and method; we cannot go head-to-head.”

She tried to use rational analysis to calm Brother Bufan, who was blinded by rage.

”Do I need you to remind me of these things?!” Brother Bufan, however, seemed to have his sensitive pride stung by these words. He turned around abruptly and shouted again at a higher volume, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

The successive setbacks, the abnormality in his body, plus Dragon Two’s excessively calm and rational attitude at this moment, all made him feel that his authority was being challenged.

Looking at the man before her, whose face was slightly distorted by anger and drug aftereffects and who could only roar and scream, the faint sense of irritation deep in Dragon Two’s heart surged uncontrollably, like an undercurrent beneath a layer of ice.

Since when did the Dragon King become like this?

That image of the Dragon King who was once decisive in killing, never failing in his calculations, and revered and obeyed overseas seemed to be being replaced by this irritable, easily angered man whose actions were becoming increasingly reckless.

This thought gave her a trace of cold disappointment, and even... disgust.

Just then, Brother Bufan suddenly strode up to Dragon Two, glaring down at her and breathing slightly heavily from excitement. Pointing at her nose, he ordered in a tone that had almost lost all reason: ”You! Dragon Two! I order you to go! Go now! Take out that Su Bai for me! Make him disappear without anyone knowing!”

”Me?” Dragon Two looked up abruptly, her usually calm and self-possessed face finally showing obvious shock and disbelief.

She even subconsciously pointed at herself, thinking she had misheard.

”Dragon King, are you saying... you want me to assassinate Su Bai?”

Leaving aside the protective forces around Su Bai himself, the Su Family’s status and influence in A City alone meant that if anything happened to Su Bai, it would inevitably trigger an earth-shattering commotion.

It wouldn’t be as simple as the death of a wealthy young man; it would certainly involve multiple factions and draw the most severe investigation and pursuit.

The Su Family has deep ties with the political world. The pressure applied then would be such that the relevant Huaxia departments would definitely go all out and not stop until everything was brought to light.

She, Dragon Two, was skilled in assassination, but she also knew very well what it meant to move against someone of Su Bai’s level on this land of Huaxia.

That was almost equivalent to a suicide mission. Not only was the success rate slim, but even if she luckily succeeded, she would absolutely be unable to leave Huaxia alive. It might even implicate the entire Dragon King Hall’s hidden outposts in Huaxia and the surrounding areas.

And Brother Bufan, the one giving the order, could never escape involvement either. He would surely be listed as the number one suspect by the Huaxia authorities and be pursued globally.

He must be crazy!

Blinded by rage and successive failures, he would actually give such a reckless, suicidal order!

Looking into Brother Bufan’s eyes, which were red with fury, Dragon Two realized for the first time so clearly that the man before her might have lost his most basic judgment and the calmness a leader should possess.

A chill, accompanied by deeper disappointment and worry about her own future situation, quietly crawled up her spine.

”The security forces around Su Bai are actually not as tight as imagined.”

Brother Bufan calmed his rapid breathing slightly, but the paranoia and ruthlessness in his eyes did not dissipate. He began to look for a rational basis for his order.

”Presumably the Su Family is too relaxed about him being on their own turf in A City. I observed him closely last time; usually only that old butler called Uncle Fu follows him. I didn’t see any other decent guards.”

Hearing Brother Bufan say this, rather than completely irrationally demanding she charge directly into the Su Family fortress, Dragon Two’s hanging heart dropped slightly, but her doubts remained deep.

She asked cautiously: ”Are you sure... there’s usually only that butler? No bodyguard teams hidden in the shadows? With the Su Family’s status, they shouldn’t be so careless.”

She had a clear understanding of the Su Family’s strength.

”That butler is not simple.” Brother Bufan recalled the brief confrontation at the harbor and Uncle Fu’s momentary alert posture in the parking lot. His face darkened as he admitted, ”He’s definitely a hidden expert, with long breath and steady steps—not an ordinary character. But as long as we deal with him or lure him away, Su Bai himself... is just a dandy hollowed out by wine and women who hasn’t experienced real storms.”

He deliberately belittled Su Bai, both to convince Dragon Two and to convince himself of the feasibility of this plan.

”That butler...”

Dragon Two’s heart skipped a beat. Brother Bufan’s description instantly pulled her back to distant childhood memories—that middle-aged man who always silently followed the young Su Bai, gentle in temperament yet with sharp eyes.

It was also that man who, when she was ignorant and merely following Su Bai around by instinct, saw some potential in her and conveniently taught her the most basic breathing techniques and a few self-defense stances.

Those things, as basic as they could be, had saved her life countless times later when her family was destroyed, she was displaced, and she finally embarked on a path of desperation. They gave her a bit more capital to survive than others.

Brother Bufan was her benefactor; he had avenged her blood feud and given her a place in the Dragon King Hall and power—this was beyond doubt.

But the Su Family, or rather that ’Uncle Fu’ whose name she didn’t even know, also had the kindness of enlightenment and saving her life.

At this moment, the Dragon King wanted her to assassinate Su Bai...

Dragon Two felt an unprecedented sense of tearing churning within her. Loyalty and gratitude, orders and conscience, cruel reality and blurred memories of old warmth intertwined into a net that almost suffocated her.

Brother Bufan didn’t notice the complex waves flashing in Dragon Two’s eyes, or perhaps he simply didn’t care.

He approached another step, almost pressing against Dragon Two, and issued the final instruction in an unquestionable tone of cold coercion: ”Find a way to get close to Su Bai. Figure out his patterns of movement and lifestyle habits, and find a gap when that butler isn’t by his side.”

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, deliberately emphasizing his tone word by word, ”Listen clearly, Dragon Two, use whatever method necessary. Honey traps, the ’bitter meat’ ruse, disguises, approaching anyone around him... I only want the result.”

Dragon Two’s body stiffened almost imperceptibly. ”Whatever method necessary”—these cold words completely crushed her last bit of hesitation and warmth.

She raised her head, meeting Brother Bufan’s condescending and oppressive gaze.

In those eyes now, there was only a crazed desire for revenge ignited by failure and humiliation, and a lack of scruples in achieving his goal. She could no longer find the image of the Dragon King she had once sworn her life to follow.

After a long time, in the suffocating silence, Dragon Two slowly stood up straight.

Her gaze became calm again, even somewhat hollow, as all intense struggles were suppressed into the deepest part of her heart.