Fu Daoyi smiled faintly, momentarily unsure whether to feel happy or helpless.
After all, things like Palm Thunder were originally proposed by the Daoist Sect. But now, even within the Daoist Sect, not a single disciple, not even Xu Zhenxiao, could achieve what Lin Beichen had.
"So we absolutely cannot let anything happen to Lin Beichen."
Regarding Lin Beichen’s matters, Song Xiangdong originally did not plan to inform Fu Daoyi and others, although Fu Daoyi was the representative managing religious affairs in Dragon Country. Song Xiangdong worried that Fu Daoyi might take some desperate measures.
As the Director of the National Security Agency, Song Xiangdong’s most crucial task was to eliminate any potential threats to Dragon Country, both externally and internally!
"When that kid returns, could you arrange a private meeting with him for me?"
Fu Daoyi didn’t know what he was thinking, suddenly blurting out such a request.
Seeing Song Xiangdong’s puzzled look, Fu Daoyi realized he had misspoken.
Thinking of this, Fu Daoyi showed a slight apologetic smile, about to explain himself but was interrupted by Song Xiangdong gesturing with his hand.
"We are old friends; there’s still some trust between us."
People are not made of wood; who can be immune to emotions? Song Xiangdong’s loyalty to Dragon Country was unquestionable, but he wouldn’t investigate a close friend’s unintentional words.
"I lost my composure just now."
Fu Daoyi gratefully glanced at Song Xiangdong, acknowledging his mistake with a simple sentence.
"Have you ever thought about why the final destination ended up being your National Security Agency this time?"
Upon hearing Fu Daoyi’s words, Song Xiangdong glared at him.
Regarding this issue, Song Xiangdong had been considering it ever since two individuals arrived here, but had yet to figure it out.
"You brat, can’t you come up with a better reason to change the topic? Do you have to salt my wound?"
Song Xiangdong thought Fu Daoyi was changing the subject, but Fu Daoyi shook his head earnestly.
"I am not changing the topic."
Fu Daoyi rarely showed a serious expression.
As an old friend, Song Xiangdong understood Fu Daoyi well. Seeing his trademark serious expression, Song Xiangdong knew Fu Daoyi was genuinely sincere.
"According to your theory, Lin Beichen should count as someone from your National Security Agency, right?"
Fu Daoyi’s lips curled into a faint smile.
"We are merely allied..."
Song Xiangdong instinctively began to reply, but stopped midway.
As the Director of the National Security Agency, Song Xiangdong’s mind was far beyond ordinary, instantly grasping the implication in Fu Daoyi’s words.
"You mean the incident at Dragon Tiger Mountain..."
"Should be handled by that kid!"
Fu Daoyi’s thought was immediately recognized by Song Xiangdong.
Indeed, the matters at Dragon Tiger Mountain had already surpassed the realm of science.
Among the people, there was already a saying: the end of science is mysticism.
If the problem couldn’t be solved by science, it naturally needed to be addressed by those versed in mysticism.
Among the National Security Agency, the only one with intricate links to mysticism was Lin Beichen.
"Hao Jianhua just called me, saying Lin Beichen encountered danger in Atlantis."
Although there was no concrete evidence to prove the issue at Dragon Tiger Mountain needed Lin Beichen to resolve it, Song Xiangdong had already firmly believed it.
"By the way, do you know why Atlantis is so adamant about Lin Beichen?"
As the saying goes, "The participants are often confused while the onlookers see clearly." Fu Daoyi’s words indeed enlightened Song Xiangdong.
In his mind, Song Xiangdong replayed the intelligence he had concerning Atlantis, suddenly, a frightening thought surfaced in his mind.
"Old Fu, stay here for a moment, I need to make a call."
Fu Daoyi didn’t respond, only making a gesture inviting him to proceed.
Song Xiangdong stepped outside, briefly instructing his subordinates not to allow others to approach randomly, then pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
"Ambassador Sun, there’s something I need to discuss with you."
Subsequently, Song Xiangdong briefly explained the gravity of the situation but omitted details about Lin Beichen’s secrets, as it involved national secrets.
"Don’t worry, I know what to do."
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Receiving assurance from Ambassador Sun Zhenghao stationed in Atlantis, Song Xiangdong’s worries lessened a bit.
After hanging up, Song Xiangdong dialed another number, this time not calling outside, but within the agency.
In the underground level three of the National Security Agency, there was a not-so-small corridor. Lined on both sides were twelve doors. At present, inside the door numbered five, a burly man with a scar on his face stood straight, answering the call.
"Rest assured, we will ensure Lin Beichen’s safety!"
After receiving the guarantee from Team Five’s leader, Scar, Song Xiangdong hung up.
After hanging up, Song Xiangdong glanced towards Atlantis and muttered to himself.
"You absolutely cannot have any issues!"
The Atlantis University’s gymnasium was already packed, all because an academic exchange conference was about to take place here.
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