Chapter 522: Chapter 521: The Sensible Elderly
After weighing the options, Yang Fei made the call to Umekawa Taro right in front of Zhu Tianshou and Tong Yunshu.
The mechanical voice on the phone informed him that the number was out of service.
Yang Fei frowned slightly, opened an international communication app, found Umekawa Taro’s social media account, and left three words: "I’m coming."
He did all this without avoiding Zhu Tianshou and Tong Yunshu. Then, he looked up at them and said, "I have to go now."
Zhu Tianshou hurriedly said, "I knew you would go, so I’m coming with you. But before that, shouldn’t you call your wife?"
Yang Fei pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I will see her first. Senior Zhu, you should stay behind, after all..."
Zhu Tianshou interrupted, "If you can go, why can’t I? Umekawa Taro is your friend, and your friendship is naturally deeper than mine, but first, since I know about this matter, I can’t help but support you, owing to the favor you did me. Second, Kagaya Takeshi attacked me; this enmity must be avenged."
Tong Yunshu sighed next to them and said, "I know nothing I say will change your minds, I can only help you buy the tickets, I wish you a smooth journey."
This trip was extremely dangerous, and might even provoke a feud between the martial arts communities of the two countries. Tong Yunshu indeed did not want Yang Fei to go, nor did she wish her grandfather to be involved, but being an extremely intelligent woman, she understood the feelings between men, so she could only express her understanding and fully support them.
She only hated that her cultivation wasn’t enough to be of any help; otherwise, she would have accompanied them, even if it meant facing life-threatening dangers, as long as she was with Yang Fei, she would have no regrets in life or death.
After saying goodbye to the two, Yang Fei called Yanyang.
The phone connected quickly, and Yanyang’s voice came through, "Husband."
Hearing this address, Yang Fei suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
He was already a family man.
Having such an outstanding wife, what more could one want in life?
But the nature of the Martial Arts World does not allow one to live a peaceful life; he couldn’t stay by her side.
The very action he was about to undertake might even put her in a difficult position, given her unique status.
In the role of a husband, he felt he scarcely measured up.
Though he felt guilty, Yang Fei still said, "Wife, I have to make a trip to Japan soon."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.
"There has been a major incident in Japan Martial World these past few days. Kagaya Ryu and Umekawa Family have clashed fiercely, disrupting the balance of the entire Japan Martial World," Yanyang said in a somber tone. "Do you have friends in Kagaya Ryu or the Umekawa Family?"
Yang Fei gave a bitter smile.
His wife’s high position meant she was well-informed about domestic and international martial world affairs. He only mentioned a trip to Japan, and she immediately guessed the reason.
"Umekawa Taro is a very good brother of mine, he once saved my life," Yang Fei said.
There was no need to hide this.
Even if Yanyang didn’t let him go, he had to go regardless—so there was no need for secrecy or deception.
In Yang Fei’s view, marriage needed mutual understanding and trust to last.
"Hmm. I might not be able to help, or rather, it’s inconvenient for me to intervene. So, you’ll have to rely on yourself, be careful, and if it really doesn’t work out, don’t try to be a hero. It’s okay if Umekawa Taro leaves Japan. As long as one is alive, there are opportunities; once dead, there is nothing left," Yanyang said in a gentle tone.
Yang Fei felt a warmth in his heart.
Both Tong Yunshu and Yanyang were so understanding. Having met these two women who deeply loved him, he would die without regrets.
It’s just that Yanyang still didn’t know about him and Tong Yunshu. If she could accept Tong Yunshu in the future, the three of them living a shameless life together would be perfect.
Damn!
His thoughts had run aground, and at such a time, he was still thinking about this matter.
Yang Fei quickly refocused his thoughts, touched, he said, "Thank you, wife. I will definitely come back safely and help my wife achieve great things."
"What great things, don’t talk nonsense," Yanyang reprimanded him sternly.
Yang Fei chuckled, "Okay, sorry, my words were thoughtless. Anyway, I want my wife to understand this: I will go all out to support my wife’s work."
"Hmph, if you really supported me, you wouldn’t be calling to tell me you’re going to Japan," Yanyang snorted.
Yang Fei was at a loss for words and could only laugh awkwardly.
Yanyang’s voice continued, "Remember this, you are Yanyang’s man, whether in our country or abroad, you can’t tarnish my reputation. No matter how big the trouble, I’ll have your back."
Yang Fei was dumbstruck.
Shit!
Although I’m touched, why do I feel a bit weird?
Why does it sound like I’m a man living off a woman?
"Cough cough, thank you, wife." Although he felt odd inside, Yang Fei still honestly voiced his thanks.
In an extremely concealed underground room at Binhai University’s Department of Archaeology, Qin Yanyang hung up the phone and gently massaged his temples, his eyebrows deeply furrowed with worry.
This man really can’t give me a break.
The situation is severe now, fraught with internal strife and external threats, and here I am, burning the candle at both ends, while he still wants to stir up trouble in the Japan Martial World.
But who asked him to be my man, Qin Yanyang?
A moment later, Qin Yanyang relaxed his brows, opened a special encrypted APP on his phone, and sent out a message: My man is heading there. Keep a covert eye on him, and if necessary, spare no expense to ensure his safety.
A reply came quickly: "Spare no expense?"
"Yes."
"If exposed, our years of effort might be destroyed overnight."
"His safety is paramount, his value, equivalent to a hundred thousand strong army."
"Yes, mission guaranteed."
Just as he closed the communication channel, someone knocked on the door.
Qin Yanyang said, "Come in."
A strikingly formidable woman with piercing eyes and a dashing presence walked in, saluted Qin Yanyang, and then said, "All the experts have been secretly and safely transferred here. What are the arrangements now?"
Qin Yanyang stood up and said, "I’ll go meet them."
Meanwhile, Yang Fei, having received permission from Qin Yanyang, returned to the hotel.
He was planning to see Qin Yanyang and discuss this personally, but he had barely mentioned it when the other party already guessed his intention.
"Have the plane tickets been booked?" Yang Fei asked Tong Yunshu.
Tong Yunshu nodded, "Already bought, the earliest flight is in two and a half hours."
"What about your grandfather?" Yang Fei asked.
"He went out, said he hasn’t changed clothes in a few days, went to buy a new outfit."
"You didn’t accompany him?"
"I offered to go with him, but he said it wasn’t necessary."
As Tong Yunshu spoke, her face suddenly turned red because she noticed Yang Fei’s look had changed, and this guy even had a mischievous smirk.
"It’s not possible, my grandfather will be back soon, and it’d be bad if he found out..."
Yang Fei scooped her up in a princess carry, leaned down to kiss her, and marched into the room with big strides.
"He’s not exactly unaware of our relationship, and besides, I’m about to go off to battle now. Let’s take this opportunity for some Dual Cultivation to boost some strength."
Tong Yunshu had already melted in his arms, softly thumped his chest lightly a few times, "Are you calling it proper Dual Cultivation? Do you think I’m a child?"
Whether proper or not, one thing was sure: the Dual Cultivation happened.
An hour and a half later, Yang Fei stepped out of the room, refreshed and satisfied.
Tong Yunshu didn’t come out because midway through, Yang Fei had heard Senior Zhu’s return, had informed her, so she felt embarrassed to come out after finishing.
"Senior, let’s go," Yang Fei, coming to the living room and not seeing Zhu Tianshou, knocked on Zhu Tianshou’s door and called out.
"Hmm, I’ll take a shower. Wait for me in the parking lot, I’ll be down quickly," Zhu Tianshou’s voice answered.
Yang Fei cleared his throat, said okay.
He knew this was Zhu Tianshou’s way of sparing them any embarrassment.
Such a compassionate, sensible, and grateful old man. I didn’t save you twice for nothing.
Yang Fei went back to the room to fetch Tong Yunshu, and together they went down to the parking lot.