On the way to the dical conference venue.
Feng Jiao received a call from Xiang Ling’an.
Xiang Ling’an’s brows were tightly furrowed, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness, "Jiaojiao, what’s going on? How did the news about Yanyan in Daxia get out? The location is even so specific."
He had clearly been blocking all international news regarding Dr. YM’s location, and had also been keeping a close watch both dostically and internationally to prevent any traitors from betraying Shen Yanhe, causing her trouble.
Despite his vigilance, the news still leaked.
And it ca from Daxia of all places.
Xiang Ling’an pinched his slightly aching brow and, with a rising suspicion in his heart, asked in a lowered voice, "Was this news released by Yanyan herself? What are you all trying to do?"
"Speak!"
Before she could say a word, Feng Jiao, who had completely guessed his thoughts, was speechless, "..."
Feng Jiao glanced at Shen Yanhe and handed over her mobile phone with both hands, signaling: You said earlier you’d help deal with Xiang Ling’an, now it’s your turn to talk to him."
Shen Yanhe: "..."
Shen Yanhe fell silent for a few seconds and finally resigned herself to taking the phone, clearing her throat she said, "Elder martial brother, I know you’re anxious, but don’t be in a rush, I’m just bothered by their incessant pestering and want to have a permanent solution."
Xiang Ling’an was only bluffing at first but didn’t expect Shen Yanhe to admit it outright.
He laughed in exasperation, "Don’t call elder martial brother, I don’t have a little martial sister like you."
Xiang Ling’an held the phone in one hand and akimbo with the other, pacing back and forth, saying with frustration, "Do you know how dangerous your situation is right now?"
"Not only has Immortal sent people to Daxia, Luo Network’s people have gone too! This ti their chief himself has taken the matter in hand!"
Shen Yanhe’s eyes lit up, "The chief of Luo Network really ca?"
"This is great!" She couldn’t help but clench her fist, adding bitterly, "This ti I must beat him up! Otherwise, I won’t be able to quell the hatred in my heart!"
Xiang Ling’an: "..."
As if sensing Xiang Ling’an’s speechlessness, Shen Yanhe quickly softened her voice, "Elder martial brother, don’t worry, I won’t put myself in danger, don’t you trust my and Jiaojiao’s fighting skills?"
"Besides, their target is , they definitely will not harm ."
Xiang Ling’an let out a cold laugh, "It’s precisely because I know your fighting skills that I don’t trust you."
Didn’t he know her well? Once she started fighting, she was like a crazed person, reckless to the extre.
She had not seldom engaged in trading blows for injuries.
Every mission left her covered in wounds.
That is exactly why Xiang Ling’an was being extrely cautious and did not want anyone disturbing her.
Who could’ve thought that she would intentionally let the news of her whereabouts in Daxia slip out?
It infuriated him.
"Hehe, wasn’t that just youthful impulsiveness, getting overheated with passion! Now I have beco much more composed, so elder martial brother, you just relax!" Shen Yanhe said smilingly and then moved the phone away, "Hello, hello, hello! What are you saying? Elder martial brother, my signal is not good here, I’m hanging up now!"
A second before she hung up, Xiang Ling’an’s through-gritted-teeth voice sounded, "You two, just wait for , nobody’s getting away."
The next mont, Shen Yanhe hung up the phone.
She tossed the phone into Feng Jiao’s arms, triumphantly raised an eyebrow, "Handled."
Feng Jiao gave her a thumbs up, took the cell phone from her hand, and began, "Among the volunteers this dical association has recruited, four or five are from the Immortal organization, while the others are either from Luo Wang or various other forces."
Feng Jiao opened the photo gallery in the phone, scrolled to a picture showing the side profile of a man, with the letters of ’Immortal’ tattooed on his exposed arm.
"mbers of the Immortal organization all have their organization’s na on them. Last night, as I was roaming around after teaching Lin... ahem, while I was out and about, I encountered a male volunteer staying in this hotel who had it on his arm, and I secretly snapped a photo."
"I haven’t seen anyone from Luo Wang, though. It’s possible that the ones out on a mission this ti aren’t the familiar faces I’ve encountered before."
Shen Yanhe glanced at the picture on the phone and morized the tattoo pattern.
She then discussed strategies with Feng Jiao in a low voice.
Just then, Shen Yanhe’s phone rang.
She answered it, and Fu Yanhe’s calm and gentle voice ca through, "Yanyan, today’s dical conference might be a bit chaotic. I still have to discuss so matters with the Lu Family and can’t make it to your side. I will send Qi Fang over to protect you. Don’t go wandering off."
Shen Yanhe didn’t think much upon hearing this, considering Fu Yanhe was with the FY Group; it was normal for him to catch wind of things internationally.
Not wanting to worry him, she repeatedly agreed, "Okay, don’t worry, I won’t wander off. But..."
Shen Yanhe thought for a mont and then decided to tell the truth, "I’ll be eting with an old friend later, and it might not be convenient to bring Qi Fang along."
Fu Yanhe’s brows twitched slightly, "Old friend?"
"That’s right," Shen Yanhe sneered, "An ’old friend’ I’ve known for years who I have a ’karmic entanglent’ with. He has stolen quite a bit from before. This ti, I have to carve out a piece of flesh from him, or I won’t be satisfied."
Wu Fang, standing beside Fu Yanhe, showed a hint of surprise, "Soone dares to bully the Mrs. like this? Mrs., who is this person? Tell us, so we can teach him a good lesson."
Fu Yanhe humd lightly and asked, "What’s his na?"
Shen Yanhe curled her lips, "What kind of na could he have? He’s just a hideous freak who doesn’t dare to show his true face."
When she was on a mission in M country, she had encountered the chief of Luo Wang several tis.
Every ti she saw him, he was wearing a King Yan mask and was wrapped up tightly from head to toe.
If he weren’t too ugly to be seen, why would he always wear a King Yan mask?
"I don’t need your help," Shen Yanhe declared, clenching her fist. "This ti, I will definitely make him kneel and sing ’Conquest’ to !"
Fu Yanhe couldn’t help laughing, "Okay."
"Call if you need help at any ti."
Shen Yanhe responded eagerly. She looked up at the window, "Okay, I’ve arrived at the venue. I’m going to hang up now."
Fu Yanhe, "Mhm."
Wu Fang, standing by his side, looked at the ssages coming in through the phone and said to Fu Yanhe, "By the way, Sir Fu, the Lucky Cat from 094 is here too."
The Lucky Cat from 094 had so conflicts with Sir Fu in the past years, and the two didn’t get along at all.
If she knew that Sir Fu was intervening this ti, she would definitely sabotage the situation.
Fu Yanhe remained composed, "Let her co. She couldn’t beat in the past, and this ti, she still won’t be able to."
He glanced at the clock on the wall and left, "It’s about ti, let’s go."
At the sa ti, Shen Yanhe got out of the car and entered the venue.
A tall man wearing a red vest, with a ’volunteer’ armband on his arm, stood on the second floor of the venue; his eyes were deep and dark. He pressed the earpiece in his ear and said, "Everybody is almost here, we can start the operation."
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