The study wasn't very soundproof; some noise could be heard from outside.
Long Hongwen and his group of younger members were sharp-eyed and naturally overheard some of it.
“There are some things we cannot take over from him. This is his mission, and no one can do it for him,” Elder Long said in a deep voice.
“There are millions of people in the country who could do it for him. Once would have been enough. Why do we have to do it a second time? Does the ministry want to wear him down until he's gone? He's my son, not their son. Of course they don't care. Dad, why is our family putting such a heavy burden on his shoulders?”
As a father, he had watched Long Yunting live a life of constant conflict since he was a child, and only he knew the heartache he felt.
Long Haifeng was genuinely excited this time.
I never would have done that before.
They would simply assume that what Elder Long said was correct.
I feel that this is Long Yunting's mission.
"Calm down."
Elder Long reminded him in a deep voice.
It was late at night, and everything was quiet. He was so excited and his voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly from outside, even through the wooden board.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Listening to their conversation.
Everyone remained silent.
Hou Guifang secretly turned around and wiped away her tears.
Her son is in danger again, and she doesn't know if she can make it through.
"I'll go and bring him back right now, and once he's back, I won't let him go again..."
"Come back," Elder Long hissed.
Long Haifeng had already opened the door a crack, but froze upon hearing this.
The sound was clearer now that the door was no longer blocking it.
"Have you ever considered that Yun Ting himself was willing to do this?"
Long Haifeng's body became even more stiff.
What do you mean by "willing"? That's something he's been cultivated since childhood. He's been constantly reminded of his mission, and he's come to regard it as a part of his life.
Even if it were asked to die for someone else, Long Yunting would probably not hesitate.
Long Haifeng clenched his fists, suddenly regretting why he hadn't stopped the old man from doing that.
If Long Yunting were given the choice, wouldn't things be different?
The Long family doesn't need to monopolize the department for generations.
“I’ll go pick him up…” Long Haifeng closed his eyes slightly, then turned around and opened the door.
Seeing his family standing outside, watching him expectantly, Long Haifeng's stern face showed no sign of softening, and his eyes remained firm and cold.
Everyone quickly made way for them.
Old Master Long's low voice came from behind: "Going now will only harm him. Do you know what consequences it will bring to the Long family and him if you use the power of your own department? You should think it through."
If Long Haifeng uses that power, his future will be ruined, and Long Yunting will also be implicated.
"Qian must have received the news and left. We'll understand everything if we go to see her tomorrow."
That's what Elder Long suspected.
Long Haifeng and everyone else were stunned.
Why was Sheng Qian notified instead of other members of the Long family, or even Elder Long himself?
Seeing everyone's confusion, Elder Long did not provide an answer.
Because he didn't have the answer either.
Old Master Long turned around and went back to his room to rest.
"Dad," Long Yucheng called out somewhat nervously.
Long Haifeng was already deflated. In his current state of recuperation, what could he possibly do? Would he cause trouble for his son?
Nothing has been confirmed yet; we still have to wait for news.
"Go back and rest."
Long Haifeng turned and went back to his room. Hou Guifang followed him into the room to rest, leaving the arrangements for Long Huiqing and the others to Deng Zhiying and the others.
"Is Yunting alright?"
“It’ll be alright,” Long Haifeng comforted her, and also comforted himself.
"Yunting's life is so bitter. Everyone envies him for his family background and achievements, but no one knows what price he paid behind the scenes." As she spoke, Hou Guifang couldn't help but shed tears.
Long Haifeng patted her on the back, "Our son will come back safe and sound, don't worry."
"How can he get better? He's already in that state, how can he possibly get better... Going to do such a dangerous thing will only make things worse."
Hou Guifang couldn't help but sob in his arms.
Three days later.
The jungle on the border of a certain country.
Sheng Qian glanced at Song Wei, who was leading the team, and nodded slightly to him.
When Song Wei saw Sheng Qian, his expression was complicated: "Old Master Ye has given instructions, and we have made arrangements here, but conflicts with both sides are bound to be serious matters. Miss Sheng, it's best to act within your capabilities."
This serves as a reminder to Sheng Qian not to go too far, lest she lose her own life in the end.
“I understand,” Sheng Qian glanced at the people he brought, “I won’t let your people get hurt.”
“Miss Sheng knows that Mr. Ye didn’t mean that,” Song Wei said. “Mr. Ye is more concerned about your safety. We won’t ask what the target is this time. We will just do as you say.”
"Then thank you very much, Elder Ye," Sheng Qian said sincerely.
“This is a detailed map of the area,” Song Wei said, handing the map to Sheng Qian.
Sheng Qian unfolded it and saw that it was indeed very detailed.
Actually, Sheng Qian didn't need to look; she could grasp the terrain perfectly. Although decades had passed, there hadn't been any major changes.
The terrain is already there; there's nothing to change.
The map was passed to He Weiguo and his team, who were instructed to memorize the terrain.
Then they dived in.
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