CHAPTER 57: CHAPTER 56: CONTACT ASURA HALL

Under Yang Chen’s dedicated translation, the task was completed in an hour.

Zhou Lan entered everything into the computer, printed it out, and handed it to Wei Xueqing.

Wei Xueqing held the translated letter of intent with surprise, feeling it was somewhat unbelievable.

She read the contents, compared it with previous years’ information, and found no issues with the translated document. Instead, this time’s cooperation intent revealed a lot of important information.

She looked up at the screen and felt that Yang Chen was hiding his talents.

Who would have thought that a retired guard with only a middle school education could achieve level six proficiency in Lancy Language!

With the letter of intent translated, all the materials were piled up in front of Wei Xueqing as she began to enter into a high-intensity work pace.

Yang Chen, as usual, browsed medical websites.

Four thirty-five in the afternoon.

He looked at the time, raised an eyebrow, stood up, and looked around.

Making sure there was no one around and no cameras, he entered a string of encrypted URLs into the browser.

After thinking for a moment, he stopped, stood up, and walked out of the screen.

"President Wei, do you have a headset?" Yang Chen asked.

Wei Xueqing was taken aback, lifted her head, and immediately took a headset box from the drawer, saying: "Here!"

After speaking, she continued to bury her head in the documents.

Yang Chen walked over, picked up the headset box, and couldn’t help but smile.

Sennheiser IE80, Yang Chen had always used this headset before, with clear sound and excellent effect.

However, this headset does not have a microphone, but fortunately, the company’s all-in-one computer has a microphone, so it can be used reluctantly.

Back at his seat, Yang Chen entered the encrypted URL, jumped through several sites, and entered the deep web.

On a deep web address, Yang Chen entered a series of encrypted characters and entered a website with an image of a suspended sword.

Yang Chen clicked on the sword, moved to another interface, and entered a string of numbers, immediately opening a chat interface.

After a while, the video connected, revealing a stunning white woman on the screen, with ruby lips, white teeth, high nose bridge, and deep blue eyes, appearing particularly alluring.

More importantly, her figure was enticing, accentuated by a tight outfit.

Seeing this woman, Yang Chen couldn’t help but smile slightly, cursing inwardly: Little Demon!

Despite her beauty and seeming fragility, this woman was one of the top ten international assassins, known as: Meng Po!

To be honest, when Yang Chen first heard the name, he was baffled. How did it become Meng Po?

She explained to Yang Chen that since he was Asura, in the Flame Country folklore, the only female presence in the underworld is Meng Po. So, she insists on being Meng Po, the woman of Asura!

Yang Chen found it both funny and frustrating.

Meng Po was more like his disciple, whom he personally trained, without much romantic involvement.

However, Meng Po publicized herself as Asura’s woman, much to Yang Chen’s helplessness.

Indeed, everyone believed that only Asura could conquer someone like Meng Po!

"Master!" Meng Po, seeing Yang Chen, was thrilled, bouncing around like an excited little girl, dazzling Yang Chen.

"It’s Master, not ’teacher guard,’ straighten your tongue!" Yang Chen smiled helplessly.

Meng Po pouted, "I’ve always called you ’teacher guard,’ what’s the difference?"

Even though Meng Po proclaimed herself as Asura’s woman, she dared not act presumptuously in front of Yang Chen, obediently calling him Master. She dared not, like Ye Xin, directly call him husband.

Yang Chen shook his head, speaking solemnly, "Alright, cut the chatter. You have five minutes. Report the situation!"

Meng Po’s expression turned serious as she said, "Yes, Master! Everything in Asura Hall is normal; tasks are being carried out as usual. However, recently, during missions, it seems like someone is intentionally targeting our Asura Hall. A few people are injured, and one person is missing."

"Missing?" Yang Chen’s face darkened, a frosty light flashed in his eagle-like eyes, he asked lowly, "Missing or dead?"

Meng Po shook her head, "From what we can identify now, it’s missing. Death hasn’t been confirmed."

Yang Chen took a deep breath and spoke solemnly, "Everyone in Asura Hall is a life-taker; no one is allowed to be killed! Even if there’s a sliver of hope, investigate thoroughly!"

Meng Po nodded, a trace of emotion entering her eyes.

Everyone in Asura Hall is one hundred percent loyal to Yang Chen. The reason is that they were all cultivated by Yang Chen himself, and he treats them as if they were his own children or brothers.

In other words, their Asura Hall is one big family.

From the first day they entered Asura Hall, Yang Chen told them that he would never abandon anyone!

He did what he said. Over the years, no matter what the mission or how difficult the task, Yang Chen had never left anyone behind.

Even during the battle that raged for several months, Yang Chen was injured multiple times, his comrades gravely injured, facing multiple enemy attacks.

Under such circumstances, Yang Chen still fought to the end, bringing everyone back.

Because of this, everyone in Asura Hall revered Yang Chen as king and promised never to betray him.

"Additionally, the Crusaders are still purging heretics." Meng Po spoke solemnly.

"Crusaders?" Yang Chen raised an eyebrow, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, "So what?"

Their battle against the Crusaders had never ceased, and they weren’t afraid of these fanatical zealots.

Meng Po continued, "The Black Hands have started moving as well."

Yang Chen’s eyebrows knitted tighter.

"Also, Shan Kou."

Hearing these names, the cold edge of Yang Chen’s smile became even sharper, like a blade unsheathed under the cold moon.

"Excellent!" Yang Chen sneered, recalling the news reports he saw on the plane on his return. It seemed someone really wanted to reshuffle the cards.

"Don’t take on new jobs for the time being, focus on defense, and we’ll discuss everything once I return." Yang Chen spoke solemnly.

When he returns, it will be the burial day for these people!

"And you..." Meng Po wanted to ask when Yang Chen would return but stopped, recalling the rules.

"If there’s nothing else, we’ll leave it at that." Yang Chen glanced at the time; it was about right.

Meng Po nodded, clasped her hands, bowed, and said, "Master, take care!"

"Hmm!" Yang Chen nodded, speaking softly, "Take care of yourself."

Meng Po looked at Yang Chen, her lips parting, "I miss you!"

With that, the video call was immediately disconnected.

Yang Chen was stunned, shaking his head with a wry smile, "That silly girl, I really should find a man for her to keep her from clinging to me all the time."

He expertly navigated through a layer of cover URLs, retreating from the site.

This was the agreed-upon day to contact Meng Po and discuss the situation.

As it turns out, someone really is beginning to make moves against Asura Hall.