Staring at the woman in front of her, her skin was delicate and fair, her features exquisite, her black hair coiled up on top of her head, draped in a black coat that gave her a single impression—stylish.
This was not the soft beauty typical of women, but a clean and neat kind of stylish beauty.
Qin Yixuan abruptly pulled Chen Nan into the private room and closed the door. "How did you get here? Don’t tell me you are that person."
Chen Nan plopped down on the sofa, shook his hand wearing a ring, and asked, "Huo Feng?"
Seeing the golden ring on Chen Nan’s hand, Qin Yixuan felt a bit shocked.
Sitting down, she picked up a bottle of red wine from the coffee table, poured two glasses, and said, "I thought the new Crown Prince would be a middle-aged uncle, but it turns out to be you, this little brat."
Chen Nan glared, "Little my ass, you’re not much older than me. Besides, is that how you talk to a leader?"
Qin Yixuan handed him a glass of red wine with a smirk, "I’m already twenty-three, and you’re just twenty. In my eyes, you are a little brat. A leader, huh? If it weren’t for your high martial arts skills, I’d be the first to disregard you."
Chen Nan grabbed the wine glass and gulped down the red wine. "What’s the kick in this? It’s like drinking water, not nearly as good as white liquor."
"Such a lack of taste."
Qin Yixuan rolled her eyes and topped up his glass, "Red wine has its own flavor. Giving this to someone like you is like Zhu Bajie eating ginsengfruit, a sheer waste of food."
Chen Nan lit a cigarette and sighed, "Didn’t the Dragon Emperor say that every person in Sky Team is elite? How come your martial arts are so poor yet you still joined Sky Team? Come clean, did you pull strings?"
Qin Yixuan almost choked on his words.
Her martial arts were poor?
Though not as good as Chen Nan, she certainly was not poor at it!
"I’m in charge of intelligence, not a fighting soldier. What’s the use of being highly skilled in martial arts?" Qin Yixuan grumbled discontentedly. "If it weren’t for my excellent intelligence work, could you have gotten the information on Director Zhang Wenshan so quickly last time?"
Through the information in those emails, Chen Nan also understood.
On the surface, Qin Yixuan’s identity was the captain of the Yutan District Criminal Police Team, but her real identity was the intelligence head of Sky Team in Ningjiang City—Huo Feng.
"No wonder they call you Huo Feng—that explosive temper really is fiery enough."
Chen Nan sighed, and as Qin Yixuan was about to explode in anger, Chen Nan cut her off, "Right, what’s the mission this time?"
When it came to business, Qin Yixuan also turned serious.
She took a sip from her glass, "According to reliable information, ’Break Soul,’ ranked tenth on the global assassin leaderboard, chased by Interpol, has entered our country; it’s said he will come to Ningjiang City to seek refuge with an old friend. This Break Soul, he has blood of our Sky Team soldiers on his hands—the higher-ups hope we can take him down."
"Since he’s called Break Soul, let his soul break in Ningjiang then."
Chen Nan took a drink, his face revealing a cold smirk, "When will he arrive?"
"He should be here tomorrow," Qin Yixuan said. "It’s not clear yet, but as soon as he arrives in Ningjiang City, we can track him down immediately."
"Good, I’ll personally take him down, to avenge our fallen comrades," Chen Nan said.
Qin Yixuan looked at Chen Nan, hesitated for a moment, then said, "I know you need to establish your authority since you just took office. But Break Soul is no easy target; one of our Five Tiger Generals died by his hand."
Chen Nan shook his head and laughed, "No worries, in this world, the person who can kill me, Chen Nan, hasn’t been born yet."
"You’re too arrogant."
Qin Yixuan helplessly spoke as she took out several documents and handed them to Chen Nan, saying, "These are the profiles of the core members of Sky Team, which include the Eight Generals and Thirty-six Brave, totaling forty-nine people."
Chen Nan took the documents and briefly glanced over them.
At the top were the profiles of the Five Tiger Generals, Poison Wolf, Falcon, Ice Sparrow, Shadowless, Blood Blade—these were the codenames of the Five Tiger Generals.
Among these five, Poison Wolf was the strongest, having reached Qi Dao Ten Layers Heaven, a bit more powerful than Chen Nan; Falcon was next, at Qi Dao Ninth Layer Heaven. Both Ice Sparrow and Shadowless were at Qi Dao Eighth Layer Heaven.
The weakest among them was Blood Blade, at Qi Dao Seventh Layer Heaven, who had already sacrificed himself six months ago, killed by the assassin known as Soul Severer.
Following the Five Tiger Generals, the profiles of the Eight Generals were listed, and these eight were also very strong, all above Qi Dao Fifth Layer Heaven, with three of them even having reached Qi Dao Sixth Layer Heaven.
Last were the profiles of the Thirty-six Brave, whose strengths all ranged from Qi Dao Second Layer Heaven to Qi Dao Four Realms, forming another formidable team.
After reading these documents, Chen Nan felt enormous pressure.
He himself was only at Qi Dao Eighth Layer Heaven, whereas among them, Poison Wolf and Falcon, one had reached Ten Layers Heaven and the other Nine Layers Heaven, both higher than him.
These people were probably not easy to manage!
Chen Nan sighed internally, truly wondering what the old man was thinking. Why didn’t he let Poison Wolf become the Crown Prince of Sky Team?
"After you’ve read these documents, destroy them. These are the secrets of Sky Team, handed to me from above, which I have not looked at," said Qin Yixuan.
His Inner Strength circulated, and with a "snap" sound, he instantly shredded the documents in his hands and casually threw them into the trash can.
Looking at Qin Yixuan, Chen Nan smiled, "Could you also show me your profile?"
Chen Nan took a sip of wine and smiled, "I want to know what your measurements really are."
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Qin Yixuan glared fiercely at Chen Nan and roared.
"How can you speak like that? I am your direct superior," Chen Nan said with a smirk, "Come on, tell me your measurements."
"Tell it to your head." Qin Yixuan took a sip of wine, clearly annoyed.
"Women are so petty!"
Chen Nan sighed, about to continue teasing her, but just then, his ears twitched slightly. With his incredible Ear Power, he heard a cry for help coming from the next private room—
"Xiao Jianren, let me go, you beast! You don’t keep your word, you won’t die a good death!"
Chen Nan furrowed his brows—that sounded like Han Yuting’s voice!
What was she doing in a bar’s private room?
And, it seemed she was with Xiao Jianren?
Chen Nan didn’t have time to think much more about it. The only thing he could be sure of was that Xiao Jianren seemed to be attempting to assault Han Yuting.
No wonder she had been gloomy all day; could it be related to this?
As he thought, Chen Nan didn’t say another word, immediately grabbed the wine bottle from the coffee table, and rushed towards the door.