Old Ancestor: Thrown Out By The Nanny From The Start

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

"Sir, there's no one home!

"The man is gone! The door hasn't been forced open!

"There's no sign of struggling. He must have left willingly!"

The Dragon Tribe searched the room inside out, but they found no blood or any signs of a struggle. However, someone was bound to see what had happened. They couldn't cover it up. The soldiers asked around and found out that a helicopter had picked him up.

"A helicopter? These people that picked him up, what did they look like?"

"They were dressed just like you! They were from the government!"

"What?"

The soldiers immediately reported to their headquarter.

Gordon was perplexed. "What? So, the three Himmelian divisions are on the move."

He went silent for a while, trying to think about all possibilities. It was obvious that those people had impersonated government officials.

It also meant something else. The shutdown had failed.

The other side had infiltrated his defense, and all his intel might be useless.

"Everybody, switch to the intercom of the Dragon Tribe. I'm going to give you special orders!

"People of the three divisions might have infiltrated the government. I don't know how they did it, but I can't distinguish them from the genuine ones at the moment. Therefore, arrest everyone that looks suspicious. Interrogate them until you find out who they are!

"Understood?"

The teams replied on the intercom.

"Team 1 copy!"

"Team 3 copy!"

"Team 1 copy!"

Gordon frowned and smacked the table. "Teams 4, 2, 5…"

He named nearly ten teams.

"What's going on? Do you copy? Answer me!"

There was no reply.

Infuriated, he made his command. "Team 1, is Team 2 to your southwest? Find them and see what they're up to!"

An idea then struck him, and he said solemnly, "Oh no, they probably have encountered the three divisions! The teams that can hear me, go find the teams that haven't responded in your surrounding area. See what's happening to them and if they've run into the Himmelian divisions!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Yes, Sir!"

The Dragon Tribe teams acknowledged his order one after another. In about five seconds, they heard someone else's voice on the intercom.

"Mr. Gordon Marlow, General, can you hear me?"

Surprised, Gordon picked it up. "Who's this?"

"It's me, Drake Soan."

"Drake Soan?!"

Gordon was astonished. Of course, he knew who Drake Soan was.

"Mr. Soan? How did you get into this frequency?" Then, it occurred to him, and his eyes widened. "Don't tell me… Can it be… Have you infiltrated the Dragon Tribe?"

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"That's right!" said Drake, continuing lightheartedly, "Did you think that staying hidden would keep the Dragon Tribe safe? Did you think that the three divisions only have as few as a few thousand people?"

Gordon fell into his chair like a puddle of mud. It was as if all strength had left him.

"We have… We have traitors in the Dragon Tribe… It's been decades, and I never noticed them!"

The three Himmelian divisions were of vital importance. The truth was, they were three key sources that provided talented people for the government on a regular basis.

Every month, no, every day, the government would have someone working specifically to look for people with special talents. They would be trained, tested, and filtered. The best ones would be sent to the Dragon Tribe and receive their final training.

Gordon had always claimed that the Dragon Tribe was the most elite troop in the country. All members of the tribe were one-in-a-million geniuses and had been carefully selected. Their background was clean, and they were extremely talented.

It had never occurred to him that these people would…

Of course, some of them were real geniuses, but some of them were sent there deliberately by the three divisions. Those people had been trained by the three divisions since they were little and physically very fit. They could easily pass the Dragon Tribe's tests.

They could infiltrate the tribe without difficulty. They weren't the only ones, either. There were also the people who had openly left the three divisions. To others, they had fallen out with the three divisions and went back to society.

The government would immediately recruit them and provide them with attractive job positions that could command tens of thousands of people.

Did these people really betray the three divisions?

No.

It was only for show!

"Drake Soan, I didn't know that you could be so scheming…"

Gordon switched on his computer and typed something. A window popped open.

Henry Lang was looking at him through the camera in utter confusion.

"General, what's going on?"

Gordon said, "Director Lang, I have Mr. Drake Soan on the line. Since they've contacted us, the three of us should talk."

"What? You've contacted Drake Soan? Where is he?"

"Here!" Drake spoke on the intercom.

Henry said, "Mr. Soan, could you tell me why you're doing this? Why have all the three divisions left their territories? Some people have said some things online. Is that really necessary?"

"Some people have said some things online? Is that it? Do you still think that it's not a big deal?!"

Gordon said, "Mr. Soan, I know that it's about your Patriarch. Although I don't know the details, I can tell that he's very important to you. Could you let the government handle the problem?"

"That's not an option!" A woman jumped in on their conversation. It was Phoebe Soan.

"What? The head of the Himmelian Pavilion is there, too?"

"You recognize my voice!" Phoebe was surprised.

Gordon didn't. It was just a lucky guess.

Drake, Phoebe, and Liam (Tiger) were siblings, and they were very powerful in the Soan empire. Phoebe was about the only woman who was Drake's equal and could speak freely in front of him.

"Listen. We don't want to give you trouble, but you'd better stop working against us from now on. Otherwise, I can't promise that your people will be safe."