Xia Lei could understand that his father Xia Changhe abandoned him and his sister for five years, but when he thought of how he survived the past few years, he was still a little unhappy. In addition, his father Xia Changhe was not on the road yet, and he felt anger in his heart, "Forgive him or not, that's a matter between us. Where is he? You ask him to come out to see me. Every time he sends an assistant, what's that?"

Ye Liena sighed, "He also wants to see you, but now is not the time to meet. Believe me, you will meet soon."

"Hmph! Did he send you here to me just to do this?" Xia Lei said angrily: "What I need is help, not to chat! Even if I chat, he should be here to chat with me, not you!"

Ye Liena was not angry at all. She took out a package from her backpack and threw it to Xia Lei.

Xia Lei took the package and felt heavy. He said curiously: "What is this?"

Yerena said: "Don't you need help? Your father knows your current situation and he has prepared everything for you."

Xia Lei opened the package, a satellite phone, and an envelope.

What Tang Yuyan needs most urgently after the attack last night was a satellite phone. Her father Xia Changhe sent a satellite phone, which was undoubtedly a timely help for his and Tang Yuyan's situation.

Xia Lei woke up the satellite phone, but there was no telephone number stored on it. He thought his father Xia Changhe would leave a contact number on it. Now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Xia Lei put the satellite phone in his pocket, then opened the envelope, which contained a piece of letter paper and a photo. The photo was a sword, a very ancient sword. Although it was just a photo, it still gave people a sense of vicissitudes, as if it was telling the story that happened to it in the language of blood and iron.

"What are you doing with a photo of a sword?" Xia Lei looked at Ye Liena in confusion.

Yerena said, "Do you know what kind of sword this is? This is the sword of Attila."

"Sword of Attila?"

"Yes, Attila is the greatest Hun King. The White Hun tribe in this basin is his descendant, and this sword is something they have always wanted."

Xia Lei's heart moved, "It's in my father's hands?"

Ye Lena shook her head, "Your father is not an archaeological expert, nor is he an antique collector. He knows the whereabouts of this sword, and he is willing to provide clues to the chief of the White Hun tribe, Dayuetiya, in exchange for this, you can safely leave here. In other words, if you meet people from the White Hun tribe again, you take out this photo and say that you know the whereabouts of this sword, you can safely leave here."

This photo and the whereabouts of Attila's Sword are undoubtedly a life-saving talisman. No wonder his father Xia Changhe was not very worried about his entry into this basin.

"Actually, the woman around you is a trouble. If you are smart enough, you should kill her, or use the White Huns to kill her, and then leave here alone." Ye Liena said.

Xia Lei said: "I am different from you. I will not kill people casually, nor will I kill my companions who have been through life and death. It will be enough for me to hear this once, and I don't want to hear it again."

Ye Lena smiled, "Your temper is really like your father."

"Where is that sword?" Xia Lei said: "If I meet people from the White Hun tribe, I can't do it if I only have one photo."

"It's all in that envelope, you can see it yourself. There are words left by your father on it. I should leave, otherwise your companion will find me." Ye Liena said that she would leave without hesitation at all.

Xia Lei wanted to stop her, but the words were swallowed back. He knew very well that even if he called Ye Liena and continued to talk to her, he could not get his father's whereabouts out of her mouth.

Xia Lei opened the envelope and pulled out the letter paper inside.

The letter sign reads this passage: Son, I know you have many questions in your heart, and I also know that you really want to meet me and get the answer from me. But now is not the time for us to meet, and this is too dangerous. The White Hun tribe is not scary, the scary thing is the Americans. You should be very clear that they have been chasing me and they want to catch you. They will come here soon, and you should leave early. Bring the photos I gave you and the information to meet Dayuetiya, the chief of the White Hun tribe, and negotiate with her. She will hand over those experts and probably release your companion in the 101th Bureau. Finally, please believe that I have always been looking forward to reunion with you.

A text was attached to the end of the letter sign, which was the message of Attila's Sword.

Seeing this message, Xia Lei was stunned for a moment, "Korea, Shenyu Group... An Jin advised you! Isn't this An Xiuxian's father? I really didn't expect that the sword of the Hun King Attila would actually fall into Korea. My father is really powerful and I know about such a thing."

The sword of Attila symbolizes the rights of the Huns and also represents the most glorious history of the Huns. It is just an antique to An Jinjian or other collectors, but it is a sacred object to the White Huns and has extraordinary significance.

Xia Lei burned the letter with a lighter, but kept the photo.

As she walked back, Xia Lei slowed down and thought about how to explain the satellite phone and photos to Tang Yuyan...

When she walked to the woods, Xia Lei did not see Tang Yuyan. But in just two seconds, he had not yet awakened his left eye's ability but looked for her. Suddenly, the canopy above her head jumped down.

Xia Lei hurriedly avoided it, Tang Yuyan landed in front of him, her plump breasts fell sharply, then rebounded, threw high and low, and it took several turbulence to "set". This was a very strange feeling. He couldn't help but forcefully pulling her clothes out last night, and a warm feeling also arises in his lower abdomen. After all, he is a normal man. It was already amazing that he didn't cross the red line last night, but some fantasies could not be avoided.

Tang Yuyan pushed Xia Lei, "Where did you go just now? I'm very worried about you. If you don't come back, I'll come to find you."

Xia Lei said: "I met a woman from the White Hun tribe."

"Ah?" Tang Yuyan was shocked, "What did you do?"

Xia Lei said: "Of course I didn't leave any living. If she was released, she would lead a large group of people to chase us."

"Your handling is correct. I know you don't like doing such things, but... we have no choice." Tang Yuyan comforted Xia Lei in this way.

Xia Lei took out the photo and satellite phone, "I found these two things on her."

Tang Yuyan stared at the satellite phone in Xia Lei's hand with her eyes shining, and grabbed it with one hand, and said excitedly: "It's so great. I can use it to contact the headquarters and ask them to send reinforcements... Wait, how could a woman from the White Hun tribe have a satellite phone?"

Xia Lei shook his head and pretended to be confused, "I don't know either. I searched her body and then found it. I guess it was probably the ones from the White Stone Tribe who had been left behind, or obtained it from other channels."

"Forget it, this matter is not important, just use it..." Tang Yuyan's eyes moved to the photo in Xia Lei's hand again, and said curiously: "A ancient sword? What is its origin?"

Xia Lei smiled, "I know the origin of this sword. It is called the Sword of Attila. Do you know who Attila is? It is the greatest Hun king of the Huns, which is very amazing. This sword represents his rights and glory, and is very important to the White Hun tribe."

"It's just a photo, it's almost the same if you have a real sword." Tang Yuyan looked disapproving.

"Although I don't have a real sword, I know who collected this sword. This information may be useful to us," said Xia Lei.

Tang Yuyan said in surprise: "You know this too?"

"I read a lot of books and have friends all over the world. Do I know this is strange? Forget it, I'm not in the mood to talk to you about this. Don't you want to go to that ruin? Let's go. After the observation just now, I didn't find anything suspicious." Xia Lei walked out of the forest and strode towards the ruins.

Tang Yuyan is not a fool, but rather a professional agent who is more skilled than a monkey. Xia Lei left for half an hour, and after returning, he had an additional satellite phone and a photo. Her heart was full of curiosity and even suspicion, but Xia Lei's words were so seamless that there was no flaw.

"This kid, it's not that he sacrificed his lust and deceived a little girl from the White Huns? I'm dizzy, what am I thinking about? Let's take a look first." Tang Yuyan also followed Xia Lei to the ruins.

No matter how she doubted or thought about it, she would never have thought of Xia Lei's missing father for six years.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the forefront of the ruins. Ancient stone bricks lay in a mess in the grass, and some still stood on the ground, and the city walls could be vaguely recognized. Inside, some places had streets, some places had houses, temples, etc. These stones could not speak and had no sound, but they were a language here, talking about the prosperity of the past and the vicissitudes of time.

Tang Yuyan walked forward with the locator in one hand and the pistol in the other. A little movement would arouse her keen reaction. Xia Lei was not under much pressure in his heart, but just followed Tang Yuyan while admiring the ancient ruins, because he knew that Ning Jing and several experts were actually captured by the people of the White Hun Tribe. But he couldn't tell Tang Yuyan about this, otherwise the previous lies would be automatically missed.

"Where is our expert?" Xia Lei pretended to be anxious.

"Fifty meters ahead... strange, why didn't you see someone?" Tang Yuyan said with confusion: "The signal is clearly within this range, and we should be able to see people."

Xia Lei said: "Will it be in the basement or underground palace? Archaeology is mostly carried out underground."

"Well, you're right, I hope they're fine." Tang Yuyan accelerated her pace.

He advanced about fifty meters towards the direction of the signal point, and an underground passage hidden in the pile of stone appeared in front of Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan. The passage extended underground, and it was pitch black, not sure how deep it was, nor did he know what was inside.

However, Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan did not move because they both saw a transmitter lying on a stone step in the passage. The signal received by the locator was transmitted by it.

Rumble, rumble...
Chapter completed!