White Butterfly's expression became unprecedentedly solemn.

She looked at Natsume Masahiro, played by Caesar, and asked seriously, word by word, "Is everything you said true?"

"Is the intelligence accurate? This is no laughing matter."

The voice of this top agent, who had been undercover for many years, was now filled with uncontrollable shock and doubt.

Zhou Huai didn't care about her attitude; instead, he chuckled softly.

"How could it be fake if I saw it with my own eyes?"

He looked at her still furrowed brow and continued to throw out information.

"You should know about the battle at the new landmark building in Takamagahara tonight, right?"

White Butterfly nodded, her voice a little dry: "I just received the news. It's said that there was a violent explosion, but for now, we don't know who was fighting whom, or for what reason."

"I can tell you very responsibly now," Zhou Huai said, hands in his pockets, his tone calm yet authoritative, "tonight's battle was between the recently resurrected Qin Ze and Soma Kosuke of the Omiya Family."

"What?" White Butterfly's breath hitched again.

She felt her brain couldn't keep up; the information she received tonight was more shocking than the last.

"As far as I know, they seemed to have a master-disciple relationship decades ago. Why did Qin Ze fight Soma Kosuke in Takamagahara as soon as he was resurrected?"

A curve appeared at the corner of Zhou Huai's mouth.

"Why else? Kujō Kōji sacrificed the lives of a full 130,000 civilians to resurrect Qin Ze."

"Soma Kosuke couldn't stand Kujō Kōji bearing such a blood debt, which is why he acted tonight, intending to deal with that madman Kujō Kōji first."

Zhou Huai paused, then sighed with emotion:

"It seems that these two top Families have completely different attitudes towards the future of Sakura Country. Compared to Kujō Kōji's ambition to annex the world, the Omiya Family seems to prefer maintaining internal stability."

"These two Families are bound to have a battle, and it will be one without compromise."

Looking at White Butterfly, who still had a look of skepticism, Zhou Huai spread his hands and said indifferently, "Believe it or not, but it won't be long before the detailed battle report from the building comes over, and then you'll know if it's true."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and added.

"I have to say, that Qin Ze is indeed formidable. Even in Soma Kosuke's Domain, he was still no match for him. This is only the strength of his seven heads. If it were the complete form of Yamata no Orochi, it would be difficult for anyone in the SS-rank to be his opponent."

White Butterfly was completely stunned.

She never expected that this mysterious person, code-named "Hundred Changes Star Lord," possessed more and more detailed intelligence than her own intelligence network, which she had managed for many years.

His description sounded as if he had witnessed it firsthand.

If Zhou Huai knew what she was thinking, he would definitely say: Not only did I witness it firsthand, but I also participated in it myself. Without me, that old fellow Soma Kosuke might have died tonight.

"This Kujō Kōji's heart is truly too cold."

White Butterfly involuntarily exclaimed: "That's a full 130,000 lives of Sakura Country people, and he just sacrificed them."

"Such a person truly deserves to die; if he doesn't, he will be our Great Xia's greatest threat."

Saying this, she looked at Zhou Huai again: "What was the outcome later?"

"Who won between Qin Ze and Soma Kosuke?"

Although she understood Qin Ze's powerful strength, she also knew that Soma Kosuke was not an easy opponent.

Otherwise, the Kujō Family would not have failed to annex the Omiya Family for so many years.

One reason was their fear of the Divine Artifact, and the second was their fear of this Spirit Painter.

"Naturally, Qin Ze won. Soma Kosuke is suspected to have fled with severe injuries. The specific situation is currently unknown."

"However, Soma Kosuke did not use the Divine Artifact yata no kagami, so he most likely has a trump card."

Zhou Huai spoke eloquently.

Neither of them seemed to realize that, imperceptibly, their roles had seemingly swapped.

Originally, White Butterfly had come to report the situation to Zhou Huai.

Now, it had become Zhou Huai relaying the news to White Butterfly.

"Lord Hundred Changes Star Lord," White Butterfly took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, her tone much more respectful than before.

"Now that the Kujō Family has Qin Ze, there are many more variables. The Omiya Family will probably be unable to contend with them in the future."

"How shall we proceed next?"

Zhou Huai pondered for a moment, tapping his chin with his finger.

"Let's wait and see for now. Our main target is still the pendulum of life. As for them fighting to the death, that's secondary."

"Keep a close eye on the Kujō Family's movements recently. They tasted success in resurrecting Qin Ze and are likely to launch similar operations again."

At this point, a sharp glint flashed in Zhou Huai's eyes; he suddenly thought of an even more terrifying possibility.

"If they want to resurrect an SSS-rank, such as the legendary amaterasu omikami, the number of people they need to sacrifice could reach the millions."

He looked up, his gaze sharp as he looked at White Butterfly.

"Which cities in Sakura Country have such a large population?"

White Butterfly's face instantly turned pale; she immediately understood Zhou Huai's underlying meaning.

She suppressed the chill in her heart and, after a moment of thought, replied: "First and foremost is Tokyo. Although the inner city of Takamagahara only has about 200,000 light Professionals, the number of ordinary people living in the outer city of Ashihara reaches at least 20 million."

"Next is Osaka, with a resident population of about 10 million."

"Further down are Yokohama and Nagoya, each with a population of about 8 million."

"If Kujō Kōji truly chooses to resurrect amaterasu omikami, he will likely start with these cities."

Zhou Huai nodded, his voice growing cold.

"Arrange for our spies in these cities to [N O V E L I G H T] pay attention to the situation. If there's anything unusual, report it immediately."

"Understood." White Butterfly nodded heavily, then bowed deeply to Zhou Huai, "I'll make the arrangements immediately."

With that, her figure began to blur, eventually transforming into countless faintly glowing white butterflies that merged into the night and vanished.

"Heh, quite a chuunibyou way to exit."

Zhou Huai chuckled softly, complaining under his breath.

He didn't linger, controlling Caesar, maintaining Natsume Masahiro's appearance, and walked towards home.

After passing through a few quiet streets, the familiar two-story house appeared before his eyes.

However, about ten meters from the door, Zhou Huai's steps suddenly halted.

He frowned slightly, his gaze becoming wary.

The door was ajar.

He clearly remembered locking the door when he left.

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

He pushed the door open.

The sight before him instantly made his eyes cold.

The room, which Natsume Rinku had kept relatively tidy, was now a mess.

The table was overturned on the floor, and the cheap dishes on it were shattered everywhere.

The only sofa had several gashes from a Sharp Weapon, and the cotton stuffing spilled out.

The wardrobe doors were wide open, and a few worn-out clothes were roughly thrown on the floor.

The entire room looked as if it had been burglarized.

Most importantly.

The girl who always huddled in the corner like a startled kitten, Natsume Rinku, was gone.

Zhou Huai's gaze swept over every corner of the room.

A faint, unfamiliar Qi still lingered in the air, mixed with the smell of alcohol and cheap perfume.

His face slowly darkened.