Chapter 951

Yes, given that they knew I was kidnapped and couldn’t confirm whether I was within the target zone, yet still ordered a carpet bombing—that means…

He really wants to kill me?!

“It seems you’ve figured it out.”

After glancing at the green-eyed girl’s pale face, Li Ang continued:

“Of course, if you must explain it, you could insist he had a way to detect whether you were in the target zone and confirmed no collateral damage before giving the order to fire.

But I just said—he’s tried to kill you at least twice.

Aside from ambushing the Chief of the Scorpio Branch, he also gave Atti-Phi 00 orders to constantly monitor external conditions of the Krook Kingdom; if anyone suspected to be me or another Cleaner attempted to leave, he was to unleash heavy firepower until complete annihilation.”

After relaying the information he’d received from Atti-Phi 00, Li Ang looked at the now deathly pale face of Philia and summed up:

“I don’t deny he values you as a sister, but you must understand one thing: to him, your safety isn’t nearly as important as it seems.

He will spare no effort to save you—but if you might escape Krook Kingdom and fall under the Cleaner Bureau’s protection, he’ll Haobuyouyudi kill you… Do you agree with my assessment?”

“…”

“If you won’t speak, I’ll take that as your silence of consent.”

After glancing at the silent Philia, Li Ang asked calmly:

“So now that you understand your true standing in Prince Andre’s eyes, would you consider cooperating with me?”

“?”

Hearing Li Ang’s olive branch, Princess Philia finally snapped. She strained her emerald eyes wide, face twisted in fury:

“Are you insane?!

If it weren’t for you kidnapping me, would things have come to this? And yet you dare ask me if I want to cooperate with you?!”

“What’s the problem?”

Li Ang raised an eyebrow and countered:

“He wants to kill me, I want to kill him—we’re enemies. He also wants to kill you—so why not join me and kill him together?”

“You… it’s not that simple!”

Confused by Li Ang’s crude logic, the green-eyed girl clenched her fists, stamped her foot, and retorted angrily:

“If not for you, he’d never want to kill me! And if I could be rescued, he wouldn’t act against me—so all I need to do is wait until you’re defeated, and I’ll be saved. Why should I cooperate with you?”

“Hmm… makes sense.”

After listening carefully to the green-eyed girl’s words, Li Ang nodded in agreement, then pulled out the [Silver Scissor Dagger] and pressed its tip against her chest. With solemn expression, he proposed:

“Here’s an idea: I can leave a mark on you now—by using this knife to cut open your heart alive, but not reassemble it. If I destroy this blade before I die, the ability embedded in your wound will vanish, ensuring that when I die, you die too.

So now: either choose to cooperate with me and defeat Andre—you and he might both survive—or refuse, watch me lose, and die with me… while Andre, who’s tried to kill you twice, walks away alive… Which outcome do you prefer?”

This man… is literally a demon!

Watching Li Ang—calm and composed, yet each word a blade prodding her darkest thoughts—the green-eyed girl felt a chill race up her spine.

Instinctively stepping back half a pace, away from the knife’s tip, Philia clutched the torn fabric over her chest and gritted her teeth:

“I… I choose the second!

Prince Andre isn’t truly trying to kill me—he has his reasons! I’d rather die with you than betray him and live!”

Reasons?

Locking eyes with the ram in her arms, Li Ang received the nod from the black goat’s exaggerated squint—“That’s true”—and nodded slowly before asking again:

“So, both you and Prince Andre are members of the organization targeting the royal family?”

“?!!!”

Seeing Li Ang reveal her deepest secret, the green-eyed girl trembled violently, eyes wide with horror:

“How do you… ugh…”

“Relax—this isn’t a bluff. I genuinely deduced it.”

Watching Philia, now realizing her slip, clamp both hands over her mouth, her delicate face flushed with regret, Li Ang shook his head slightly:

“You said Prince Andre has ‘reasons.’ I interpret ‘reasons’ to mean—if you might fall into the Cleaner Bureau’s hands, he’s forced to kill you.

That proves he’s bound by some constraint, likely one ensuring the royal bloodline must be extinguished. Who else but that organization could have imposed such a constraint on him?

Also, from my observations of Prince Andre, he’s not afraid of death—he even seems to have a faint self-destructive streak. Physical threats won’t work on him.

So why did he join that organization and accept such a brutal constraint? Likely because they offered him something he couldn’t refuse… Would you tell me what it was?”

“…”

I just said he had reasons—and you deduced all this?!

Overwhelmed by Li Ang’s perceptiveness, terrified of revealing another lethal secret, the green-eyed girl clamped both hands over her mouth, vowing not to utter another word—yet…

“If you don’t want to speak, fine.”

Watching Philia, hands clamped over her mouth like a thief guarding treasure, Li Ang sighed and shook his head:

“You’re siblings, blood is thicker than water—it’s natural you won’t betray him. I understand.”

“…”

Sensing Li Ang’s words held deeper meaning, the green-eyed girl held her breath—then, unable to suppress her curiosity, muffled behind her hands:

“What do you mean?”

“I mean: despite the decade-long gap and the loss of your original brain, your soul and body are undeniably the original Princess Philia.”

As the green-eyed girl stared in shock, Li Ang slowly revealed:

“I’d suspected before—if you were merely a core program derived from an AI, you couldn’t possess a true soul, nor deceive my eyes.

After questioning Atti-Phi 00, who claimed to be your aunt, I confirmed: though your soul is unusual, it is undeniably human.

You are a reconstruction: the original Philia’s soul, modified by soul-coding technology, fused with an artificial body—making you not an AI core, but yourself—a living, breathing human.”