Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Aya's expression changed a few times before she asked, "It seems that Xiaoyan wants to use the Mafia's reputation to get those people to investigate us. We will naturally discover these people, and once we confirm that there is immortality, we will begin to search for immortality."

"Enter Xiaoyan's game."

"That's right."

Old Nine calmly said, "That's how it is."

"But doing this could backfire, and I can't guarantee that my father and my lineage will always firmly choose to follow Xiaoyan."

Aya said generously, "You know, if immortality really exists, we are only human, and it's hard to guarantee our loyalty."

After a moment of silence, Lao Jiu said, "Immortality does not exist."

"What?"

"But it can extend lifespan."

Old Nine calmly said, "I am an example. You know, I was very young when I returned to the organization with the Godfather."

Aya nodded: "That's true."

"Although I am still young, I know in my heart that immortality does not exist."

Aya frowned and said, "I don't quite understand what you're trying to do. How can a fake immortality possibly motivate everyone who wants immortality to act?"

"Because you are a foreigner."

"What do you mean?"

Aya looked at Lao Jiu in surprise, and Lao Jiu calmly said, "You don't understand this country, and you don't understand what immortality means to this country."

"To put it another way, even if there is no longevity or immortality, as long as you say that you seem to have discovered a clue about immortality, a large number of people will flock to you."

"real?"

Aya looked at Lao Jiu suspiciously, and after a long while said, "Okay, I admit I don't understand your country."

"But abroad, in any country, even if there is a saying about immortality, it mostly refers to eternal life after death."

"No one believes in immortality during life; people are more focused on achieving eternal life after death."

Old Nine smiled and looked at her: "That's just a cultural difference."

Aya sighed, looked at him, and asked, "Okay, what should I say when I get back?"

Old Nine calmly said, "When you get back, tell your father to tell those two in the organization that Chen Yan has publicly stated that his biological father is involved in a conspiracy spanning half a century."

"Furthermore, Chen Yan's biological father is dying due to health reasons, so it seems that Chen Yan is plotting something to save his biological father."

"And the method of saving people is suspected to be related to immortality."

"He seems to be preparing to lead a group into the tomb to find a way to rescue the people."

"And the Godfather died in the tomb back then, so there must be a connection."

Aya's expression changed slightly as she looked at Lao Jiu: "You are truly wicked, actually scheming against his own father."

"That's called being smart."

Old Nine smiled slightly, and Aya shook herself and said, "I understand, I'm leaving."

Where are your men?

"Of course, they'll be waiting for me outside."

"Okay, I'll see you out."

Aya got up, turned around and left decisively, and Lao Jiu saw her out.

After seeing Aya off, Lao Jiu went to Chen Yan's room. Chen Yan had changed his clothes and was sitting at the table looking at stocks.

"Gone?"

"Um."

"Did you say so?"

"I said so."

Lao Jiu stood behind Chen Yan, raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, saying, "Are you really going to do this?"

"Ninth Brother, you can't look people in the eye."

Chen Yan looked up at Lao Jiu and said, word by word, "I don't trust anyone but you and Meng Hu."

Old Nine lowered his eyes slightly to look at Chen Yan, a hint of a smile flashing in them: "Oh? Even the old man doesn't believe it?"

"Don't cause trouble."

Chen Yan turned his gaze back to the computer with annoyance.

Old Nine sat down beside him, pouring tea as he asked, "How's A-Ning doing?"

"It's alright. Thanks to the Wang family for training me, I picked it up very quickly."

While looking at the computer, Chen Yan said, "I've already asked A Ning to make preparations. I'll be setting off with Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi in a week."

"The tiger will stay behind to guard the home."

Old Nine looked at Chen Yan: "What about me?"

Chen Yan glanced at him sideways and said, "Take Wu Xie and go to Qinghai."

"OK."

"Take a group of people and go have a good time."

"clear."

Lao Jiu didn't say anything more, put down his teacup and left. Chen Yan didn't pay attention and continued to look at the stocks until Zhang Qiling arrived.

"Come in."

After entering the room, Zhang Qiling walked to the table and sat down: "You wanted to see me?"

Chen Yan then closed his laptop and turned to look at Zhang Qiling: "I'm going out in a week. Lao Jiu will take Wu Xie to Qinghai. You and Hei Xiazi will come with me."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly: "Where to?"

Changbai Mountain.

Zhang Qiling thought for a moment and looked at Chen Yan. Chen Yan smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. What can I do? Everyone is watching the Chen family right now. If I don't make a move, they'll be desperate and do something rash."

A week.

There's a reason why Chen Yan chose a week.

A week is enough time for Aya to go back and tell the two people in the organization what happened here, and to have them organize their men to secretly appear around Chen Yan and spy on him.

And the result did not disappoint Chen Yan; they did indeed send people.

Because they needed to be able to speak Chinese, they even went to great lengths to find people who could speak Chinese, partly to investigate whether there were any problems with the information Aya brought back.

Secondly, it was to understand what Chen Yan and the others were saying, and whether there were any traps involved.

Even those who remained within the organization, those who didn't know Chinese, started learning it.

A week later.

Everyone watching Chen Yan noticed that he left Beijing with a large group of people by car, and their destination was currently unknown.

However, people from all walks of life followed Chen Yan's words.

During this period, Mr. Wang was already like a frightened bird. He didn't want to contact the Wang family's spies anymore, for fear that these people would discover the location of the Wang family's headquarters.

However, without contacting these informants, there's no way to know Chen Yan's current situation.

Upon learning that Chen Yan's men had set off, seemingly heading towards Changbai Mountain, Mr. Wang immediately instructed Su Nan to disguise herself as a village girl from a village at the foot of Changbai Mountain and keep an eye on Chen Yan and his group.

Zhang Qiling sat in the car, looking outside, lost in thought.

Hei Xiazi, sitting in the passenger seat, chuckled and puffed on a cigarette: "Little Fourth Master, are we heading to the Bronze Gate?"

Chen Yan sat in the back seat, closed his eyes, and said softly, "No, we're going to the Wang family's headquarters."

With that one sentence, the cigarette butt in Hei Xiazi's mouth almost fell into his crotch. Both Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling turned around in astonishment to look at Chen Yan.