After speaking to everyone, Yang Chen called Meng Po over to a corner.
Looking at Meng Po's somewhat lost expression, Yang Chen couldn't help but frown. He said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to continue ?"
Meng Po smiled faintly, but it looked rather pitiful.
She looked at Yang Chen and said, "Before, I couldn't understand a saying: 'There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.' I never understood what it meant. Though it explains that the greatest sorrow is when the heart dies, I didn't comprehend what a dead heart felt like. But now I understand—when you've completely given up, everything is so despairing, there's no meaning left!"
Yang Chen listened, then said coldly, "If that's the case, then leave now! I don't want you staying in the Asura Hall and harming my brothers here!"
"Ha!" Meng Po let out a cold laugh. "Not implicate the brothers? Should I just let myself perish?"
"You won't!" Yang Chen said coldly, "You have good ways to take care of yourself. Come back when you've thought it through!"
Meng Po shook her head, tears uncontrollably streaming down her beautiful eyes.
The wild-looking woman in front of him was crying, which made Yang Chen feel very uncomfortable.
"Yang Chen! Why are you treating me ? I love you!" Meng Po suppressed a sob as she spoke.
"This is not love!" Yang Chen said angrily, "Why don't you understand! You're my disciple, I'm your mentor, I'm your savior, I'm your brother, I'm your leader, but I'll never be your lover! I can't possibly be with you, I'm not someone who falls in love with anyone easily, I've already fallen in love with Ye Xin, and my feelings for her will not change. I advise you to dispel these thoughts early, look at yourself now, this will harm you, don't you know? If you don't want to die, quickly adjust your mindset! Your feelings for me are just an illusion caused by admiration. Don't talk to me about your academic qualifications; theory and practice are not the same. Have you seen how many weapon experts in universities can actually handle weapons? Your love life is still pure, like a blank sheet of paper; don't let anything that shouldn't be there leave marks on that paper!"
Seeing Yang Chen's concern, along with the worry and affection in his eyes, Meng Po burst into laughter.
"I think I still have a chance!" Meng Po wiped away her tears and laughed.
Seeing Meng Po's sudden change in demeanor, Yang Chen's expression turned dark.
"Tell me, what do you want to say?" Meng Po asked, staring at Yang Chen.
At this moment, there was no sign of the deeply wounded Meng Po from before. Having just cried, she looked pitiful, with wet eyelashes fluttering like a girl from the neighboring class in junior high, who had just been reprimanded by a teacher, standing at your window.
Yang Chen sighed and shook his head, "You know how to handle the weapons, right?"
"Yes!" Meng Po replied, "I've already contacted the weapons dealer, it'll be handled well."
After all, these weapons were given to them by Flame Country, and they weren't sure what's inside, nor did they dare carry these things with them. With Flame Country's technological expertise being formidable, many of their techniques are leading worldwide, particularly in Guard weaponry, earning them a top ranking. Their rapid development has caused fear in the Northern Federation, so they dare not underestimate it.
To be safe, they would dispose of these weapons to avoid any accidents.
Yang Chen nodded, glanced at the other team members, and leaned back, hiding behind a large tree.
Meng Po was somewhat puzzled but came over and pressed close to Yang Chen, maintaining the closest distance for confidential conversation.
Yang Chen took out a small notepad from his pocket and handed it to Meng Po, saying, "This is a new cultivation method. Teach it to everyone once you return; remember, this is top secret, no leakage is allowed, understand?"
Meng Po glanced at the contents, nodded, and replied solemnly, "Understood!"
After thinking for a moment, Meng Po asked, "Is this related to the Shangqing Sect..."
Yang Chen replied quietly, "There's some relation, but it's not quite certain yet. It's just some things I've recently researched, but it'll be very beneficial for you all." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Got it!" Meng Po nodded seriously, then directly pulled open her collar and tucked the notepad into her bra.
The two were so close that Yang Chen couldn't avoid seeing the fair skin, making him a bit awkward, so he quickly turned his head away.
At the same time, Yang Chen couldn't help but marvel: foreign girls do mature quickly.
He recalled when he first saved Meng Po, her physique already had become quite Lancy-language, but now, in the past two years, the change has become more pronounced, making her a striking beauty.
Seeing Yang Chen's awkward expression, Meng Po's mouth curved into a smile, looking quite satisfied.
She realized that since Yang Chen avoided her, it meant he cared. Thus, it meant she still held a certain attraction for him.
Yang Chen turned back, cast a glance at Meng Po, coughed awkwardly, and said, "Is it hidden well?"
After saying this, Yang Chen regretted it.
Meng Po laughed and patted the area where she hid the notepad, and said, "Rest assured, it's absolutely safe!"
"Ahem!" Yang Chen took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Meng Po, saying, "This is a more advanced cultivation method, still in the experimental stage. You can try it out without forcing yourself. This should not be spread around; you and Purple Cultivator, Dongzi, and Yang Cao should try it first. If there are any issues, ask me immediately, do not force the practice, understood?"
Meng Po knew upon hearing that this was definitely something valuable, or one of Yang Chen's treasured items.
Meng Po immediately nodded and said, "Got it!"
Next, Meng Po naturally hid this piece of paper on the other side.
This made Yang Chen's cheeks redden, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Seeing Yang Chen's flushed face, Meng Po pursed her lips and laughed, "Master, did you peek at me just now?"
"No!" Yang Chen quickly explained, "Why would I peek at you, you little girl!"
Meng Po pouted, looked down at her bust, and said, "What's small? It's not small at all!"
Yang Chen felt a wave of embarrassment, quickly saying, "Don't talk nonsense, remember what I've instructed, don't take it lightly, and certainly don't act on impulse. Your recent state is very dangerous. If you continue , I won't mind letting Purple Cultivator take over your responsibilities. I think Purple Cultivator should be able to lead the team better!"
"Not necessary!" Meng Po quickly said, "I'll lead the team myself! Not letting him do it!"
Yang Chen gave Meng Po a deep look, and said solemnly, "Then do your duty! Remember, leadership is not a position, it's a responsibility. You're carrying everyone's lives on your shoulders!"
"I know!" Meng Po looked deeply at Yang Chen, "And your trust!"
With that said, Meng Po tiptoed up to kiss Yang Chen's lips.
Though quick, Yang Chen noticed and quickly turned his head.
Meng Po only managed to kiss Yang Chen's cheek, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"We're leaving, Master, take care!" Meng Po said with a hint of regret.