“Terracotta Warriors?!” Hearing Yang’s words, Dorai was momentarily stunned, and then he began to ponder the connection between Hong Kong and the Terracotta Warriors during this period.
Seeing this, Yang, standing off to the side, didn’t say much, only adding simply: “At the time their voices were lowered, so I only caught words like spiritual power, absorption, and Vega.” Vega…
Hearing this name, Dorai’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Toward this monster who had mastered spiritual power, whose soul would not die, and who could easily brainwash others, Dorai’s impression was, it must be said, profound.
Thinking this, Dorai nodded and said: “If I remember correctly, next week six Terracotta Warriors will come to Hong Kong for an exhibition…
This is a matter of grave importance.
I need to return to the Hong Kong headquarters right now to confirm the relevant intelligence.
Also, Chun-Li, you stay here.
If those Shadowlaw people show up around here again, notify me the moment it happens.” “No problem.” Hearing her father’s words, Chun-Li nodded earnestly.
Off to the side, hearing that Dorai was about to leave, Yang frowned slightly.
Although, owing to how long ago it had been, his memory was no longer very clear, if Yang remembered correctly, in the manga ‘Legend of Chun-Li,’ Interpol and even the militaries and organizations of many countries had already been infiltrated by Vega’s all-pervasive, brainwashing spiritual power.
And the moment Dorai arrived in Hong Kong, the members of Shadowlaw would learn of it.
Just as Yang was still thinking about how he should warn Dorai, Gen, who was beside them, looked at the few people conversing and cleared his throat a few times.
This drew the attention of everyone present.
Feeling everyone’s gaze, Gen asked, “Did you tell anyone else your whereabouts?” “We came straight here right after getting off the plane.
No one else should know…” Saying this, Dorai pondered for a moment before answering, “Except for Interpol’s Hong Kong headquarters—I filed a report as I was about to arrive.” Hearing this, Gen nodded in understanding and said, “I think you’ve been tailed.” “Tailed?” At those words, Dorai was startled, then frowned and asked: “Are you certain?” “I am.” Standing at the railing of the loft, Gen subtly tipped his chin toward a certain alleyway and said: “When I came back, I sensed that someone was watching the restaurant.
Only later did I realize that their target was you.
If you came straight to find me the moment you got off the plane, then you’d best be careful of Interpol’s Hong Kong headquarters too—that place may already have been infiltrated by the Shadowlaw organization.” Hearing Gen’s words, Yang inwardly remarked that this was indeed the man hailed as the grandmaster of assassination, forged through a hundred bloody battles.
Even without Yang’s kind of knowledge of the plot, he could still clearly uncover those hidden details.
After hearing Gen’s warning, Dorai exchanged a glance with Chun-Li, then said gravely: “If my whereabouts have already been exposed, then the plan from here on out will need to be redrawn…
In that case, we’ll turn their scheme against them.” As he spoke, Dorai lifted his head and looked toward Chun-Li, saying: “Chun-Li, you stay here.
Report to me the instant anything comes up.
I’ll arrange some routine patrol duties to muddy the waters.” “And you, Father?” Chun-Li asked.
“I’ll go gather information about the Terracotta Warriors,” Dorai answered.
“This mission of mine is top secret.
Even at Interpol headquarters, only a small handful of trustworthy people know about it.
The mole won’t dare to act rashly before things have been thoroughly investigated.” Saying this, Dorai arranged many tasks for Chun-Li, and once the itinerary for the coming stretch of time was all set, Dorai finally bid everyone farewell, hailed a taxi, and drove off toward Interpol’s Hong Kong headquarters.
From the second-floor loft of the restaurant, Yang, Chun-Li, and the others could clearly see that, not long after Dorai took the taxi away, a black sedan darted out from the corner of the street Gen had pointed out, following the taxi Dorai was riding in.
Seeing this scene, a trace of gravity surfaced in Chun-Li’s eyes—— Though she had never doubted Grandpa Gen’s intuition, the effect of merely hearing it and seeing it with her own eyes were utterly different.
“They really have been infiltrated…” “Get some rest.
Chun-Li, you don’t need to worry too much either.” Noticing the gravity on Chun-Li’s face, Gen shook his head and said: “Your father is a smart man—otherwise he wouldn’t have been assigned as a mole in Shadowlaw in the first place.
Since he already has a plan in mind, just carry it out with peace of mind…
Besides, those people are only surveilling.
They don’t know the purpose of your coming to Hong Kong, and there’s no killing intent.” Saying this, Gen paused, then pointed at Yang beside him and said: “Come to think of it, Chun-Li, why don’t you take Yang along with you for the time being?
Get familiar with each other, so that when you reach the fighting world later, you’ll have someone to look out for you.” Hearing this, a smile appeared on Chun-Li’s face, and she draped her arm right over Yang.
Owing to her height and build, at 1.69 meters tall Chun-Li was by no means short among women, but when she slung her arm over Yang, it still looked as if her whole person were hanging off of him.
With a grinning expression on her face, Chun-Li said, “Don’t worry, Grandpa!
I’ve already discovered Yang’s superpower—I’ll definitely find every way to get on good terms with him~” Seeing this, Gen nodded with relief.
In fact, the moment he saw Chun-Li and Yang arrive here together, both unharmed, Gen had already realized that Yang was using life energy to heal Chun-Li’s injuries.
But they were all family, so Gen didn’t worry too much; he only cautioned: “Stay safe.
This old man has long since washed his hands of it all, so if something happens, I won’t be much help~” “We definitely won’t need that!” Hearing this, Chun-Li hurriedly waved her hand and said, “Whatever happens, Yang and I will handle it.
We won’t trouble you, Grandpa!!!” “On that I’ll reserve my opinion.” Seeing Chun-Li say this, Yang beside her shook his head.
“Grandpa Gen is well past retirement age!” Hearing him, Chun-Li said with distaste, “Just let Grandpa enjoy life a little!” To this, Yang merely exchanged a glance with Gen, and then the grandfather and grandson each gave an indifferent shrug of their shoulders.
This made Chun-Li feel inexplicably annoyed, but then she turned her gaze toward Yang, moved her body a bit, and after confirming there was nothing wrong, she said with great enthusiasm: “Speaking of which, that last bout left me feeling a little unsatisfied—let’s have a good practice match again!” “No problem!!” Hearing Chun-Li’s challenge once more, an expression of eager, fighting-spirited delight surfaced on Yang’s face as well.