The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 51 - Enemy_1

“Yes,” Xiao Qinfeng replied after calming his nerves a bit, looking up at Situ Haoran.

Clearly, Situ Haoran was not one to be easily fooled.

He had reached his current position not only because of Old Master Situ’s backing but primarily through his own strength.

“Hmm,” Situ Haoran said, picking up the phone, “Hello, Kay, it’s me.

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What do you want with the marching route?” He got straight to the point as soon as the call connected.

Situ Xin could tell by the tone of Situ Haoran’s conversation with the person on the phone that they were quite familiar with each other.

It was unclear what the person on the other end said, but Situ Haoran responded with a simple, “Okay,” before hanging up.

He then took out a roll of paper from his desk drawer and handed it to Xiao Qinfeng, “Here, keep it safe.”

“Yes, I will make sure to deliver the marching route intact to the higher-ups,” Xiao Qinfeng said, his hands trembling as he received the document from Situ Haoran.

Situ Xin was extremely anxious to see Situ Haoran actually handing over the marching route to Xiao Qinfeng, but she couldn’t openly object.

What added to her anxiety was not knowing who the so-called “Kay” was, the nature of Kay’s relationship with Situ Haoran, and what role Kay played in the conspiracy against the Situ Family and the Loo Family.

The situation seemed increasingly complicated.

With the enemy lurking in the shadows and they in the open, they had to be constantly on guard against betrayal from their own ranks.

It was indeed an unceasingly vigilant affair.

Situ Xin bitterly resented her young age and her inability to do anything but watch helplessly as important documents were taken by the enemy.

Following Xiao Qinfeng’s departure with the marching route, Situ Xin remained in low spirits, unaffected by any attempts to cheer her up.

This worried Old Master Situ and Old Master Loo greatly as they hovered anxiously around her, “Baby, give Grandpa a smile,” “Baby, tell Grandpa who made our little one upset.”

But no matter how much everyone doted on her, Situ Xin couldn’t bring herself to smile, especially with the military exercise approaching and the knowledge that the marching route had been taken by Xiao Qinfeng.

Based on her analysis, the enemy now had a clear picture of every detail of Situ Haoran’s and Situ Haotian’s military exercise and was just waiting for the right moment to strike a severe blow.

Situ Xin couldn’t just stand by knowing the danger and let her family take risks, but she also understood the significance of the military exercise for the Situ and Loo families, and there was no room for mistakes.

As a result, alongside her worries, she racked her brains, thinking of ways to warn Situ Haoran and the others against Xiao Qinfeng and the spy within their army.

Distressed by these thoughts, Situ Xin found herself unable to concentrate during her cultivation exercises in her space at night.

She knew that the right state of mind was crucial in cultivation and that with her current state, she could easily fall into spiritual deviation.

Therefore, she decided to cease her cultivation and focus on devising a way to caution her family about Xiao Qinfeng.

“Ah, if only I had a wiretap or something,” Situ Xin muttered to herself while sitting on the space’s sofa and sipping freshly squeezed peach juice.

If she had a wiretap, she could be confident in obtaining evidence of Xiao Qinfeng’s treachery.

Now, she had to exhaust her mind thinking of how to alert Old Master Situ and the others.

She sincerely missed the advanced equipment from the organization in her past life.

Speaking of those gadgets, Situ Xin sighed with regret.

In her former life, she was the organization’s most outstanding spy, skilled at quickly crafting wiretaps from materials provided to her, and often those gadgets were even more efficient than military-grade ones.

But at that moment, she had no such tools at her disposal.

While thinking this, Situ Xin took another sip of peach juice.

This fresh juice originated from a few days back when Situ Xin, stressed and without cultivating, would stroll outside her space to clear her mind.

When she saw the tempting fruit trees by the pond, she longed to eat fruits.

At home, Old Madam Situ would sometimes mash up fruit for her, but since it was a hassle and would often take a while to prepare, she didn’t enjoy it much.

“Ah, if only I could eat these fruits with my teeth, it would be great to have a juicer to turn them into juice,” Situ Xin thought.

Then, without her noticing, some fruit vanished from the trees.

Upon returning to the villa’s sofa, she found several glasses of juice on the coffee table, to her delight.

From then on, each time she visited her space, Situ Xin enjoyed a cup of freshly squeezed juice.