Chapter 24 There’s a Traitor Among Us

The classmates sitting around the table all cast their gazes this way. Luo Yi didn’t know how to handle this kind of concern.

Although everyone was still a high school student, a few classmates with sharp eyes had already faintly detected that Luo Yi’s family was not ordinary.

The time of studying at school was the fairest. Everything spoke through grades. Once you entered society, family background became especially important.

It had to be admitted that some people were born standing on a finish line that many people could struggle their whole lives and still find hard to reach.

Luo Yi said, “My dad is at Tongyang Mining.”

She didn’t mention her mom. Speaking of her deceased mother at someone else’s birthday occasion wasn’t appropriate.

She also didn’t want other people to know this matter.

Tongyang Mining was the company under Luo Hengzhou’s name.

The scale of the enterprise wasn’t huge, and it wasn’t small either. Under it there were at least nearly a thousand workers. It counted as a locally famous major taxpayer in Tongze.

“Tongyang Mining? What does it do?”

“It’s just a mining company,” Luo Yi explained. “Mainly mining rare metals.”

“There are quite a few mining companies over in Tongze. Tongyang Mining counts as one of the large-scale ones,” Qian Jiayun added. “A few of my brothers and sisters who couldn’t continue school all work at the mine.”

Most classmates’ concept of mining still stayed on a classic web game they had played when they were little, “Gold Miner.” If you told them, they still wouldn’t understand. They only felt that working at a mine should all be physical labor.

“So being a miner makes that much money?” Who knew who mentioned it, making the atmosphere on the spot extremely awkward.

Everyone was a heaven’s pride of No.1 High’s experimental class. Their parents were basically urban middle class. They looked down on this kind of physical labor.

What was hardest to accept was that physical labor actually earned more than the mental labor they considered more high-class.

Sun Yiman secretly kicked that girl, telling her not to talk nonsense.

Actually if these people just used their brains a little they wouldn’t make such a stupid mistake. Think about it—how could a miner’s daughter transfer into a provincial key school with such a high threshold as No.1 High without even going through the high school entrance exam?

Suddenly, Li Lingqiu let out a cry.

She held up her phone. On the interface was Tongze mining company information. In the legal representative column were clearly written the three large characters “Luo Hengzhou.”

“What a coincidence. You’re both surnamed Luo. Is he a relative of yours?”

Luo Yi silently shook her head. Everyone had a false alarm and almost really thought it was her uncle or something.

Then Luo Yi said, “He’s my dad.”

This sentence was very quiet, but the entire table went silent.

Several girls looked at each other, seeming not to dare believe such a fact.

Luo Yi looked soft and weak. The way she spoke and did things also wasn’t as confident and generous as everyone else. In private they had all guessed her personality was a bit self-abasing.

Her dad was actually a big boss?

Qian Jiayun thought, as expected.

Although Luo Yi’s temperament was very soft on ordinary days, wanting to shake her thoughts was very hard.

Even Ye Xiaoyang chasing her didn’t move her. You could imagine.

No one spoke. The atmosphere at the dining table was very subtle.

Luo Yi had never felt her family background was that superior, so she also didn’t know why everyone was looking at her with this kind of strange gaze. She said, “Why isn’t anyone eating anymore?”

Sun Yiman still reacted the fastest. She hurriedly called out, “Everyone eat. It’s all going to get cold.”

But in private there were still some idle comments.

It was like when you saw a beggar on the road. You felt he was pitiful. That kind of high-and-mighty sense of superiority would prompt you to produce pity and goodwill toward him.

But if that beggar suddenly transformed into someone far richer than you, your feelings toward him would become especially complicated.

At first everyone had been good to Luo Yi mostly out of an attitude of “pity.”

She was petite, her voice was soft and fine, her studies weren’t that good, and her family was from a small county town below. In short, she couldn’t pose a threat to anyone.

Everyone subconsciously placed her in the position of the weak. Who knew she had such a powerful dad.

Luo Yi had nothing to do with the word “pitiful.” Then the “pity” toward her on ordinary days became a joke.

Compared with her, they themselves were the “pitiful” ones instead. How could that not leave people with mixed feelings?

A table of people each harboring their own thoughts finished eating. The afternoon arrangement was to go to the KTV upstairs in the hotel to sing.

Luo Yi didn’t want to go, but Qian Jiayun insisted on pulling her along. She had no choice.

After arriving at the KTV, the microphone tyrants occupied the song-request machine and microphones. The classmates who couldn’t sing organized card games.

With this many people, playing poker wasn’t realistic, so someone took out Three Kingdoms Kill.

Luo Yi leaned against the sofa. She had just finished lunch and felt a bit tired.

She wasn’t very sociable and had sparse interest in these activities.

“Luo Yi, come play Three Kingdoms Kill together.” Zhou Jiahang called her.

Luo Yi shook her head. “I don’t know how to play.”

Zhou Jiahang said, “We’ll teach you. It’s very simple.”

Qian Jiayun: “Hurry up and come. Once we’re back at school, we won’t be able to do anything.”

After Luo Yi sat over, Zhou Jiahang explained the basic rules to her.

The colorful lights in the private room swayed back and forth. By her ears there were still noisy singing and playing around.

Ye Xiaoyang sat beside Zhou Jiahang. He had been looking at the cards the whole time and hadn’t even lifted his brows once.

Don’t give her too much attention. That way she would feel a bit more at ease instead.

“I still don’t really understand how to play,” Luo Yi said dazedly after listening for a while.

“It’s fine. You’ll know after playing one round.” Zhou Jiahang said.

This was an identity game. Everyone first drew an identity card, divided into lord, loyalist, rebel, and spy.

The card Luo Yi drew was the lord card. She picked Cao Cao, whose skills were simple, clear, and easy to operate. On the field there were three loyalists, four rebels, and one spy. She needed to judge what identity the other person was based on everyone’s behavior.

The lord and loyalists were one side. They needed to kill all the rebels and the spy while ensuring the lord survived.

The rebels’ goal was the simplest—just kill the lord. The spy was a cunning, heavy-responsibility role. He needed to wipe out all the loyalists and rebels on the field while the lord was still alive, then finally fight the lord 1v1. Only after winning did it count as a win.

Luo Yi had just come into contact with this game and didn’t understand that many routines—rebels pretending to be loyalists, loyalists pretending to be rebels, and so on. Too complicated.

She felt that whoever was good to her was loyal, whoever was not good to her was a rebel, and whoever was neither good nor bad was the spy.

When the cards were flipped, Ye Xiaoyang had chosen Sima Yi of Wei, and Zhou Jiahang had picked Lü Meng of Wu.

“Lü Meng is definitely the spy,” everyone said one after another.

“Bullshit, I’m not. I had no other choice. Among the general cards in my hand only Lü Meng was passable.” Zhou Jiahang defended himself.

“Alright, spy, don’t explain. Explaining is covering up, and covering up is the truth.” Naturally no one believed him.

Because this general Lü Meng was best at “holding on.”

Holding on until the end, hoarding a pile of cards in hand, then taking away the lord in one go.

This hero was the spy’s unparalleled choice.

With this said, the situation on the field became very clear.

Minus Zhou Jiahang as one spy, one faction was the loyalist faction headed by Ye Xiaoyang, and the other faction was the rebel faction headed by Wang Changze.

Luo Yi’s luck with cards wasn’t very good. She held a pile of basic cards that weren’t of much use and was quickly taken away by Wang Changze with one Zhuge Crossbow.

“Ask for a peach,” Qian Jiayun said. “If the lord dies we can’t play. I don’t have a peach.”

Ye Xiaoyang silently tossed out a peach and healed Luo Yi back.

“Kill again.” Wang Changze tossed out another kill.

“Peach.” Ye Xiaoyang successfully protected Luo Yi.

“Holy shit, are you Hua Tuo? You’re holding that many peaches?” Wang Changze discarded cards in a rage.

When it came to Ye Xiaoyang’s turn, he frantically used trick cards to swap cards, then with a stretch of flowing operations directly took out Wang Changze, the rebel leader.

“Do you have to be this ruthless? The game experience is extremely bad.” Wang Changze revealed his cards, collapsed onto the sofa, and scolded his own teammates. “You actually didn’t save me!”

It wasn’t that they didn’t save you. On Ye Xiaoyang’s face were written the large characters “Whoever dares save him can go be buried with him.” Thinking this way, it was still more important to first protect their own little lives.

Ye Xiaoyang not only crushed the entire field during exams. Even when playing a game he was an existence at the great demon king level.

Although Luo Yi had a bit of distance from Ye Xiaoyang, a game was a game. He was working this hard to show loyalty in front of the lord. Luo Yi was very moved.

Under Ye Xiaoyang’s lead, the loyalist team was as unstoppable as splitting bamboo. At the cost of losing one person they killed two rebels in a row. Victory was within easy reach.

The problem appeared when Qian Jiayun took out the spy Zhou Jiahang. The moment Zhou Jiahang revealed his identity card, he almost exploded. “I already said I was a loyalist! Loyalist! You actually didn’t believe me.”

Qian Jiayun: “…”

Big bro, you don’t even look like a good person. Is that my fault?

But wait.

Qian Jiayun suddenly thought, could it be that there was a traitor among us?