Chapter 406 Negotiations End and Support Arrives

Lucius's expression was very varied at this moment. He looked unbelievable, ashamed, and even at a loss. "Are you saying that there is no possibility for us to cooperate forever?"

Old Batty smiled slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and said softly: "Haha, it's not impossible to cooperate. However, the conditions must be changed."

"You say." Lucius' tone softened a little, and there was a rare sincerity in his tone: "As long as I can do it, I will never shirk my responsibility."

"Mr. Malfoy, you don't have to make a promise so readily. Go back and think it over first." Looking at the stunned Lucius, he added, "I've made note of your matter. Someone will talk to you about it. If the negotiation goes well, everything will be fine. If it fails, we can go our separate ways. But remember, the conditions are something you can do, but they are definitely not something you can easily get away with."

Such an answer really made Lucius feel depressed. It seemed that it would be impossible to avoid losing some blood this time. But he still did not give up and asked tentatively: "When can the negotiations be held?"

"Haha, before Hogwarts starts? After all, what you are doing now is basically how to destroy Hogwarts. So, you should still be safe before school starts." After saying this, old Barty said no more. He just looked at Lucius silently, as if he was sending him away.

Lucius frowned, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He wanted to fight for it again, but facing the firm attitude of old Batty, he could only sigh helplessly.

But before he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked back at old Batty. "Mr. Crouch, I hope you understand what you are doing. Sometimes, I don't have to do something, but if I am really pushed to the limit and it leads to some irreversible consequences, then I can only say that this is not my intention."

Old Barty smiled slightly, his expression even more relaxed and contented: "Mr. Malfoy, if every time you betrayed someone, there was a price, then how much would it be this time? I would rather have nothing than something less than something better. You can also think about it, how many times can you make this kind of wavering decision."

They were all smart people, and neither of them had any intention of speaking again. After Lucius left with a worried look on his face, the room fell into silence...

At the same time, in the small town of Sergeyev outside Moscow, Russia, in the two-story red brick house, Yang Tian was writing furiously in his study. He planned to report the recent situation to his grandfather and ask for support from some technicians. Just as he was concentrating on writing a letter, there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs. Then, greetings and cheers rang out one after another.

Hearing the voice, Yang Tian quickly put down the pen in his hand and ran downstairs. However, he saw that the hall was already quite crowded, and a group of familiar or unfamiliar faces appeared in front of him, and the leader was Liao Lao.

"Grandpa Liao, why are you here!" Yang Tian shouted in surprise.

Old Liao laughed heartily, and his laughter echoed throughout the living room: "Haha, I finally got the support mission this time. You have no idea how mad those old guys were. Just thinking about it makes me happy."

"Old Liao, you are just gloating over other people's misfortunes. I will tell those old guys what you did when I go back." Old Xiao scolded with a smile.

"Tsk, I'm afraid of them? After the drawing of lots yesterday, they were already defeated, haha..." Old Liao laughed again, but after seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, he quickly straightened his face and said, "This time we are ordered to come to support, and we have called in the elites of the Yang family. Don't worry, young master, with their presence, this operation will be foolproof."

As he spoke, he pointed behind him and said, "This team includes two groups of shadow guards, one called Dark Blade and the other called Broken Spear. Each team has twelve people, and they are all famous masters in the family."

Following the introduction of Mr. Liao, the two teams saluted Yang Tian in turn. They were dressed in black night clothes, black armor, black cloaks, and a large hat that completely concealed their faces. These shadow guards were all tall and had well-defined muscles, like beasts hiding in the dark. Their eyes were cold and sharp, revealing a cold and ruthless aura. The weapons behind them were shining with cold light, and the murderous aura was soaring, giving people an inviolable, mysterious and violent aura.

"There are also these two, Yang Cheng and Yang Lin. Their nicknames are quite intimidating, called Black and White Impermanence. They are well-known ruthless characters in the torture circle, and it is said that there is no mouth that cannot be pried open." Old Liao introduced enthusiastically.

Hearing this, Yang Tian could not help but look at the two men carefully. As if to confirm their nicknames, the two men were wearing wide hemp robes, one black and one white. Especially their appearance: Black Impermanence had a fierce face, a broad and fat body, and a dark complexion; White Impermanence had a smiling face, a tall and thin figure, and a pale complexion; if it weren't for the strange tall hats of Black and White Impermanence, it would be easy for people to have bad associations.

Old Liao pointed to another person and introduced him, "There is also this one, Yang Ming. He also has a nickname, called Xingsuan. He is an expert in intelligence analysis and can find key clues from complex information... They are all capable people that the old man specially arranged for you for this operation."

Looking at this ordinary-looking, white-faced, long-bearded, middle-aged scholar-like person, Yang Tian couldn't help but feel ecstatic. The old man was so considerate. He sent people who he needed the most.

As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly said, "Great! We happen to have a group of prisoners in our hands, especially three of them. We all suspect that they are directly related to the attack on the stronghold."

"Don't worry, young master, leave this matter to us. We promise to give you a satisfactory answer." Black and White Impermanence said confidently.

Xing Suan also took over the conversation very consciously: "Give me all the files of information during this period, so that I can study them carefully and see if I can find more clues."

After a while, everyone present was immersed in the intense and orderly work...

Yang Tian obviously didn't expect that these newcomers would be so powerful. In just one day, good news came. The next morning, just after Yang Tian finished breakfast, Heibai Wuchang and Xingsuan came to his side.

"Young Master, the confessions provided by those people in the Russian Ministry of Magic are basically consistent, without too many discrepancies. We have handed over the specific interrogation to Xing Suan. As for the three people you mentioned, the situation is more complicated. Two of them are members of Sarok's intelligence organization, and the identity of the old man is even more special. He is a deputy director of the Durmstrang Training Department." Hei Wuchang reported in a low voice, his tone serious...