As he spoke, he shifted his gaze away from the computer screen and leaned his elbow on Fu Xiyan’s shoulder, resting most of his weight on Fu Xiyan.
Fu Xiyan’s brows imperceptibly knitted slightly as he moved to the side.
"Ouch!" Tang Yichen, caught off-guard, nearly fell to the floor, stumbled a bit, and then steadied himself.
He then looked at Fu Xiyan with a slightly aggrieved expression.
"Don’t you have any bones?" Fu Xiyan said in an indifferent tone.
"Stingy," Tang Yichen muttered under his breath, then found a seat and sat down.
Fu Xiyan’s expression remained unchanged, replying to what Tang Yichen had just said, "Last time, they were after the experiment host body for the 317 gene, this time, they seem to have no reason to make a move."
After hearing this, Tang Yichen nodded and said, "That’s true." Then with a hint of regret, "If only they had taken action. With Jiu, Moon, and Fall around, we wouldn’t have to worry about surveillance rights and network control falling into Angel’s hands."
Gu Zhiqi had been engrossed in typing, patching up Fu Xiyan’s mental method. Hearing familiar terms, Gu Zhiqi paused mid-typing and subconsciously glanced at Tang Yichen.
However, he quickly looked away and continued to type.
"What about Brother An? Is he still in the imperial capital?" Su Yunling pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly asked Tang Yichen.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yichen immediately shook his head, "My brother rushed off in a hurry right before the Mid-Autumn Festival without saying where he was going, and now he’s out of contact again."
Speaking of Tang Shuan made Tang Yichen somewhat irritable.
His elder brother had no Ancient Martial Talent. Despite practicing for over twenty years, he was still a First-order ancient martial artist with quite pathetic martial prowess. Yet, he insisted on running around and often lost contact.
Sometimes he would be unreachable for so long; the longest time was half a year.
It was bad enough not being able to find him or make contact, but he would also refuse to accept a bodyguard.
After hearing Tang Yichen’s response, Su Yunling lightly tapped her fingertips on the table and did not speak further.
The private room fell into a brief silence.
Suddenly, Fu Hong, who had been tirelessly tapping on the keyboard, changed his complexion and exclaimed, "Not good! They’ve started counter-invasion! And they’re coming on strong; the defense system is about to be breached."
As soon as Fu Hong spoke, except for Gu Zhiqi, everyone’s expression changed discernibly.
"Which defense system?" Tang Yichen was the first to speak, asking the question with a very serious tone.
"All of them, both branch and headquarters. It seems like they’ve organized a coordinated invasion. Two of the branches are barely holding on," Fu Hong spoke as he stared at the computer with a solemn expression, his hands never pausing for a moment.
Fu Xiyan and Tang Yichen immediately got up and stood behind Tang Yichen, staring at the computer screen with a grave expression.
"We couldn’t detect a trace just a moment ago; how did they suddenly counter-invade?" Tang Yichen said with a serious face, intensely watching the computer screen.
As he watched the codes frenetically jumping on the screen, Tang Yichen’s heart also thumped wildly.
Although he couldn’t understand any of it, that didn’t stop him from feeling nervous.
Yun Miao and Fu Hong felt the same way as Tang Yichen, their minds in chaos, with Fu Hong nearly making a coding error in his panic.
In contrast to the three’s panic, Fu Xiyan and Su Yunling were much calmer.
After pondering for a few seconds, Su Yunling slightly raised her eyes to Fu Xiyan, "Old Fu, contact the network security headquarters and have them support Fu Hong in the defense, I’ll go out and call Yun Yi."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiyan immediately responded, "Okay."