"Damn it! That damned Yang Yifeng, that damned Chinaman!"
In Central City, America, within an abnormally defensive and luxurious mansion, Heijian Sanlang was in a furious rage. He not only smashed many of his favorite antiques into pieces, but also kicked out his most beloved Japanese geisha who came at the sound, likely breaking several of her bones!
After a long while, Heijian Sanlang finally calmed down slightly from his anger and looked coldly at the black-clad samurai standing in the corner like a statue, who had been there for who knows how long.
"How's the investigation on that bastard's background coming along?"
"Yang Yifeng seems to have just arrived in America from within Huaxia a few days ago. According to our intelligence agency in Huaxia, he should be from the military! But now he should be retired."
"Military?"
Heijian Sanlang narrowed his slender eyes.