Chapter 1567: Expressing an Opinion

"It is said so. Someone gave him a book on health preservation, which recorded many methods for longevity, and he has been obsessed with Chang Sheng Shu ever since," Qishu said. "His temperament has also changed drastically, and his son is also acting recklessly, relying on his influence."

"So that's how it is." Chen Yu nodded and said, "This kind of old thing usually doesn't have a good end. The more he fears death, the more miserable his final death will be."

"We won't express an opinion on these matters, but this time, Huang Hong heard rumors from somewhere, saying that the place I am going to has the secret to longevity." Qishu said with a mournful face, "My problem is, where would I have it? If I really had it, I wouldn't hide it; I would definitely give him the method directly to avoid endless trouble in the future."

"Since he doesn't believe it, he will definitely come back." Chen Yu said indifferently, "You need to be careful; this person's desire for revenge is extremely strong."

"Yes, he will think of ways to mess with you." Qishu sighed, then said with a headache, "Forget it, let him do whatever he wants. If he wants to use underhanded tricks, then let him come; I'm not afraid of him."

After leaving the door, Huang Hong got into a stretched Lincoln. The back of the car was very long, and several people could sit inside.

He lit a cigar and smoked it slowly, with a person who looked like a military advisor sitting beside him.

"Fu Shu, do you think what Qishu said is true?" Huang Hong said.

That Fu Shu was a bit old, but his face revealed worldliness and shrewdness. His eyes rolled and he said, "Chairman Huang, it's really hard to say. Based on my understanding of Qishu, every time he makes a move, he never returns empty-handed."

"Hehe, I think so too. He is a famous underground Yama. How could I believe that he returned empty-handed this time?" Huang Hong sneered, "Go and instruct the local underground organization, find a leader, and create some trouble for them. It would be best if their business can no longer continue."

"Understood." Fu Shu smiled sinisterly, "How about Huang Yitailang? He is a small leader of the younger generation of the Dusong Society. He is ruthless in his actions and leaves no evidence behind."

"Let it be him, hehe. Huang Yitailang is a pretty good young man. In the future, we should support such young people more." Huang Hong laughed.

After wandering around the Chinatown area for a while, Chen Yu saw a Tailor Shop, and he turned his head and ducked inside.

Inside the Tailor Shop was an old man over sixty. He was wearing reading glasses and, by the light inside the room, was measuring clothes.

Seeing Chen Yu come in, he adjusted his glasses, which were as thick as bottle bottoms, and said indifferently, "We are closed for the day. Come earlier tomorrow. I only do two or three pieces of clothing a day; I don't do more."

"Dragon Breath, Chen Yu." Chen Yu reported his information.

The old man looked up in confusion, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at Chen Yu, seemingly a bit doubtful about Chen Yu's identity.

Chen Yu took out an encrypted letter and handed it to him. After seeing the Dragon Breath secret seal on the letter, the old man finally confirmed Chen Yu's identity.

"Intelligence personnel stationed in Japan, you can call me Wu Bo." The old man put the letter in his hand into a fire basin and burned it completely, then looked up at Chen Yu, "The people sent by Dragon Breath are getting younger each time."

"Young? Is this a compliment?" Chen Yu said with a smile, "Although I am a bit young, I am also someone who handles big things."

"Young man, do you know how many people in this line of work can survive and go back?" Wu Bo glanced at Chen Yu, then poured him a glass of wine, "One-third."

Chen Yu took the wine from Wu Bo's hand, knowing that he had misunderstood his identity. He said indifferently, "To sacrifice one's life for the country, I have no regrets in death. Besides, I am not a formal Dragon Breath member; I am just doing things for Dragon Breath."

"Doing things for Dragon Breath is even more dangerous. You need to think these things through clearly." Wu Bo narrowed his eyes; he was more or less surprised by Chen Yu's answer.

"I have thought it through. Thank you, Wu Bo." Chen Yu smiled slightly, and he picked up the glass of wine, about to drink.

"This first glass of wine is not for you to drink." Wu Bo shook his head.

"Not for me to drink?" Chen Yu was slightly stunned, stopped his movements, and put down the wine glass in his hand, "Then who is it for?"

Wu Bo did not speak. He stood up and walked toward the inner room. Chen Yu picked up the wine in his hand and followed him out.

He opened a hidden door, revealing a staircase, and Wu Bo walked down the stairs.

Chen Yu followed him down, and after going down, he couldn't help but be stunned. He saw that below the steps was a basement, and inside, there were several tables, and on each table was a neatly folded military uniform, probably dozens of sets of military uniforms.

Chen Yu understood. These military uniforms belonged to the intelligence personnel who had previously gone abroad and sacrificed their lives for the country. He didn't expect there to be so many.

"These people are all the same as you. They were all ambitious and full of hot blood, spilling their own blood in foreign lands. Because of the special nature of their identities, even if they died, their remains could not return to their roots. So, I placed cenotaphs for them here."

Wu Bo lit a few candles and sighed slightly, "So this first glass of wine is to pay tribute to them."

Chen Yu nodded slightly, looking at the dozens of neatly folded military uniforms in front of him. He picked up the glass of wine in his hand and slowly sprinkled it on the ground.

Wu Bo poured another glass of wine for Chen Yu. This time, Chen Yu picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Do you know the meaning of the tribute wine?" Wu Bo looked at Chen Yu and asked.

"The men of Huaxia, their heroic spirits never perish. This wine is to pay tribute to their souls in heaven, letting them protect me from the netherworld." Chen Yu said indifferently.

"That's right, that's the meaning." A look of approval appeared on Wu Bo's face, "Young man, your comprehension is very good, and you are also very talented. And I can tell that your strength is very strong. Whatever intelligence you need, or whatever things you need, just come to me."

"Good, I will inevitably have to bother you in the future." Chen Yu looked at Wu Bo. No matter how he looked at him, Wu Bo was just an ordinary person.

"No need to look at me with such eyes anymore. I am just an ordinary person with no strength at all." Wu Bo seemed to know what Chen Yu was going to do, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Uh... I thought that those who do this kind of work were all strong people." Chen Yu was slightly startled and laughed sheepishly.

"Not at all." Wu Bo shook his head slightly and said, "The strong have the battlefield of the strong, and I am an ordinary person, so I just need to do the intelligence and logistics work well."

"How long have you been here?" Chen Yu asked.