Second Senior Brother

Chapter 988 Mission Objective

Months later, after resolving matters in District 13, Chen Fan immediately boarded a plane to return to Dahuaxia.

While the Land of Red Sun offered delicious food, beautiful women, and stunning scenery, Chen Fan found he was more comfortable in Dahuaxia.

Even breathing the air in the Land of Red Sun felt uncomfortable to him.

Furthermore, he had sustained considerable injuries from fighting with those in District 13.

Staying in the Land of Red Sun posed significant risks.

Only by returning to Dahuaxia could his safety be guaranteed.

The plane back to Dahuaxia landed in Hangjiang. Chen Fan intended to find a quiet place to recuperate from his injuries. Hangjiang boasted some of the most beautiful scenery in Dahuaxia, which was why he chose it.

After disembarking, just as Chen Fan was about to arrange for a manor to be prepared for him in Hangjiang, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a red encrypted phone!

Xiang Jingshu, why was she calling him?

"What is it?" Chen Fan asked in a deep voice.

Xiang Jingshu rarely called him unless the matter concerned him or Dahuaxia.

"War God, your ex-wife, Miss Su Yingxia, has been missing for 12 hours. Our people tracked her being picked up by a group of mysterious individuals, but we are currently uncertain of her exact location."

"She is likely in a very dangerous situation. Do you require us to mount a rescue?"

Hm?

Kidnapped?

Chen Fan frowned slightly, a sense of doubt creeping in.

He had just returned from the Land of Red Sun, and the immediate crisis surrounding Su Yingxia had seemingly passed. Yet, now someone was targeting her again?

Her ability to attract trouble was as strong as ever!

Despite his surprise, Chen Fan felt no urge to act.

If this were three years ago, and if the Su family had shown him even a sliver of kindness, he would have gone immediately. No matter how formidable the enemy, he would have annihilated them and rescued Su Yingxia.

Unfortunately, the Su family could not tolerate him, and Su Yingxia could not tolerate him either.

He had endured three years of humiliation in the Su family. Now, they expected him to save her?

"Don't bother with her. It's long over between us!"

Chen Fan's voice was cold, a chill that Xiang Jingshu on the other end could feel.

"You truly don't need to pay any attention?" Xiang Jingshu still asked.

After asking, Chen Fan fell silent for a long time.

"Dispatch some people to keep an eye on her. If the opportunity arises, perhaps rescue her!"

Chen Fan finished speaking, gave a few more instructions, and hung up the phone.

Ultimately, he still harbored some feelings for that woman.

...

Deep within a jungle in the South China Sea.

This was an uninhabited, wild, and desolate hidden place, devoid of any human presence.

Not only would ordinary people fail to detect its existence, but even seasoned explorers would find it difficult to discover.

Today, dozens, even hundreds, of soldiers in black uniforms were gathered in the depths of the jungle. They seemed to have materialized from nowhere, moving towards the periphery.

In the center of the hinterland, a transparent barrier emanated, covering an area of tens of miles and concealing the original dense forest, creating an eerie spectacle.

However, this anomaly lasted only a brief moment. Soon after, everything returned to normal, and even advanced scientific detection equipment could not detect any abnormality.

The soldiers moved with remarkable speed. In just three hours, they exited the dense forest.

Subsequently, they dispersed into small teams, heading in different directions.

"This mission is urgent. Ensuring the hostage's safety is paramount, understand?" a square-faced man with short hair and a scar about ten centimeters long on his forehead said in a grave tone to one of the teams.

"Understood!" the other four members responded crisply.

"Boss, who is this mission target that warrants deploying so many of us?" a lean man asked, a hint of apprehension in his voice regarding the scale of the operation.

"Just know that this mission is related to the War God. Don't ask anything else!" the square-faced man said, his gaze distant.

How many years had it been? He was finally touching information related to the War God again.

Upon hearing the words "War God," the other four men's faces also lit up with excitement.

During their time in the army, the "War God" was a legend, their faith.

And their current mission was related to the War God. Even just being associated with it made their blood surge.

...

Tianyang City.

This was a small border town in the northwest. The majority of its residents were from ethnic minorities, with only a small number of Han Chinese.

Consequently, the local customs were exceptionally fierce, and many ancient traditions had been preserved.

Conversely, Han Chinese etiquette was almost non-existent here. Often, Han Chinese visitors not only had to forgo their own customs but also adhere to the local indigenous etiquette.

Because of this, Dahuaxia's governance over this region was not as strict as in other cities, allowing for a form of self-governance.

Or rather, the administrative officials were largely local indigenous people, with very few Han Chinese holding positions.

Currently, the highest-ranking official here was a member of the E'er tribe – E'ertilang.

He was responsible for liaising with the outside world. All Han Chinese entering Tianyang City were subject to unified management, and even their accommodations were E'er tribe guesthouses specifically built by the local residents.

"Wuuuuu wuuuuu..."

The Great Altar of Tianyang City was the E'er tribe's most cherished possession, rumored to possess powers beyond human comprehension.