After dealing with the matter of purgatory, Yang Jian returned to China alone.
As for Huangfu Qingyue, they naturally followed the Dragon Soul people, and the Dragon Soul people had to help bring the boxes carved from jade back to the country. It was far less convenient for Yang Jian to move. Therefore, they would not be able to go back tomorrow as soon as possible.
After returning to China, Yang Jian did not notify anyone and went back to the villa to rest alone.
In order to ensure that no one was disturbed, Yang Jian turned off all his phone.
During this sleep, Yang Jian slept until noon the next day.
When Yang Jian opened his sleepy eyes, turned over and sat up, and turned on his phone, his phone kept ringing, and the high frequency vibration made the phone look like a stick. Yang Jian looked at the phone's message prompt and found that there were dozens of unanswered calls and unread messages.
Yang Jian couldn't help but feel ashamed.
It can be foreseen that these calls and messages should be called by the same person or by the same group of people. During the dozens of hours of Yang Jian's rest, the other party made so many calls and sent so many text messages. Even if he did not get a reply, he still insisted. I really don't know how anxious the other party is.
Although Yang Jian could vaguely feel the other party's anxious, he didn't care.
When Yang Jian thought, if there were any difficulties or setbacks, it would be useless to solve them.
Yang Jian clicked on the text messages that he had not read and opened one of them casually.
"Yang Jian! Reply to me!!!"
The text message was a strange number. The text message had no substantive content. Only four eye-catching exclamation points re-emphasized the opponent's anxiety. Yang Jian had no choice but to delete the text message and open the second text message.
However, Yang Jian was speechless. He opened three consecutive text messages, all of which were the other party urging Yang Jian.
The text messages still have no substantive content.
Yang Jian simply pulled the text message to the last one.
This message is the latest. If there is no substantive content in this text message, Yang Jian is ready to clear all the text messages, but he does not have the time to search one by one. Fortunately, Yang Jian was not disappointed, and the text message has a little more words.
The text message is: "Yang Jian, I am Li Mengxue, why is your phone turned off? I heard that you are the only one who comes back. What happened to Sister Qingyue and Longhun? If you see the text message, please reply to me as soon as possible."
Yang Jian silently read the text message and understood.
Li Mengxue should have learned the news of Yang Jian’s return through certain channels. This is naturally not a difficult task for Li Mengxue. When she learned that the only person who came back was Yang Jian, and no one else, especially Huangfu Qingyue, with the feelings between her and Huangfu Qingyue, she could imagine how she felt.
Yang Jian thought for a while and was about to call back, but he heard the sound of brakes coming from the door.
The brakes stopped for less than two seconds, and another girl shouted out from outside the door.
"Yang Jian! Are you here? I am Li Mengxue!"
Li Mengxue probably couldn't contact Yang Jian by phone, so she came to her door in person.
Yang Jian was too lazy to move, so he waved his hand and opened the door.
After the door was opened, Li Mengxue could see Yang Jian in the room at once. He looked at Yang Jian's location, then looked at the opened door, with a look of confusion. She probably thought about it and couldn't even think of how Yang Jian could use to open the door.
But in comparison, she obviously cared more about Huangfu Qingyue's affairs.
Li Mengxue didn't ask Yang Jian how to open the door. When she saw the door open, she walked in excitedly.
"Yang Jian, you are indeed here. I ask you why you kept turning off your phone when I called you, and even if you sent you a text message, there was no reply? Forget it, these are not important anymore. I just want to know how Sister Qingyue is."
When Li Mengxue asked Yang Jian, his words were unorganized, and he obviously said whatever he thought of.
This is completely different from Li Mengxue in the past. You can imagine how anxious she is.
Yang Jian said calmly: "Don't worry, your sister Qingyue is still alive, and even the revenge between her and Purgatory has been avenged. It's just that because her emotions are still unstable, she stays there for the time being and will come back with the Dragon Soul's people a little later."
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, Li Mengxue gently patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Jian's eyes were very unsatisfied and he was immediately attracted.
I have to say that Li Mengxue's figure is really good.
After pausing for two or three seconds, Li Mengxue suddenly said, "Yang Jian, you didn't lie to me, are you really okay? Sister Qingyue is really fine? Was she injured? This time, you are not the only teams attacking Purgatory. I heard that the teams attacking other branches of Purgatory have more or less casualties, and you attack the headquarters of Purgatory..."
Yang Jian understood what Li Mengxue meant.
Since even the teams attacking the distribution of Purgatory have suffered casualties, Yang Jian and his group attacked the most powerful Purgatory headquarters, and the casualties should be even more serious. Li Mengxue now suspects that Yang Jian is lying to her, and she believes that Huangfu Qingyue may be treated in a foreign country.
Yang Jian was about to say something, but Li Mengxue said hurriedly: "Yang Jian, you haven't said what's going on with your phone."
Yang Jian said helplessly: "Please, when we defeated the killer at the Purgatory Headquarters, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning. I took the earliest flight back that day. In addition, I worked there for dozens of hours, it would be too much for me to turn off the phone when I came back?"
Li Mengxue thought about it and was a little embarrassed.
Yang Jian continued: "You really don't have to worry. Although Huangfu Qingyue was a little injured, she was just a skin injury. Calculate the time. She should come back with the Dragon Soul people today. When you have time now, you might as well tell me what the situation is in attacking the purgatory branch."
Li Mengxue's intelligence is indeed very well-versed.
Knowing that it was useless to worry, she quickly forced herself to calm down and sat on a sofa in front of Yang Jian and said, "I only received the news this morning. Because the operation was over, the information was no longer confidential. As far as I know, the team attacking the Purgatory Branch added up to seven people."
"Oh, are seven people? It's okay."
Yang Jian responded lightly and no longer cared about his heart.
There are casualties when there is battle, which is normal. At least compared with the number of casualties at the Purgatory Headquarters, the seven people are really nothing. But Li Mengxue seemed unable to accept Yang Jian's cold attitude, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Yang Jian, that's seven lives. Don't you think your attitude is too dull?"
Yang Jian had long guessed that Li Mengxue would say this.
He responded plainly: "In this era, the lives of seven people are naturally extraordinary, but they are not ordinary people, but soldiers guarding the territory. I am not saying that the death of the soldiers is insignificant, but if they do things, it is impossible for them to die in war. Compared with the casualties in purgatory, it is already a blessing in disgrace to our loss of seven people."