No! Absolutely not! Wait! The Brocade Bag!
Flame suddenly remembered not only did Lin Beichen give Flying Eagle a Brocade Bag, but he also gave one to him. He quickly pulled it out of his pocket and opened it to find a note and a Peace Talisman folded into a triangle, making him frown.
Flame noticed that beneath the note, there were a few lines of small text describing an astonishing item—the Thousand-Mile Button. The note read:
"This tiny object is called the Thousand-Mile Button, and by following the incantation that follows, you can instantly arrive at the place you most desire in your heart."
The note then detailed the secret of activating the Thousand-Mile Button.
After reading it, Flame felt ripples in his heart. Thousand-Mile Button? This magical item that only existed in legends, does it really exist? Just reciting an incantation would allow him to go anywhere as he wished?
However, since it was given by Lin Beichen, Flame felt a sense of relief. After all, Lin Beichen always had layers of mystery surrounding him, having such a magical item didn't seem surprising.
While he was deep in thought, hurried footsteps interrupted the silence of the room. Mercenaries were closing in, leaving Flame no time to think. He quickly took out a Thousand-Mile Button and chanted the incantation quietly as per the note:
"Shift the universe, worlds apart, where thoughts lead, arrive at once..."
"Bang!"
At that crucial moment, the door was kicked open, and mercenaries swarmed in. However, all they saw was a shadow flash before their eyes, and then it disappeared.
"What was that just now?" "It seemed like a person, but they vanished instantly." "Don't be ridiculous, I didn't see anything." The mercenaries discussed among themselves, unable to find Flame's trace.
At this time, Flame was already in another space. He looked around in confusion. Where was this? He only remembered his vision turning black after reciting the incantation, and when he opened his eyes, he was in this unfamiliar room.
The room seemed like a basement, with no windows, just an iron door. Inside were two redwood tables, one piled with documents, the other displaying various weapons—daggers, guns, grenades, all sorts. The walls were lined with different firearms, resembling a private armory.
Flame was astonished. Was this truly the place he most wanted to go deep down?
While pondering, a "click" sound rang, and the iron door slowly opened. Flame quickly hid by the door, gun ready.
A figure walked in, and Flame took the opportunity to aim the gun at his head. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!"
Startled, the man raised his hands cooperatively. When Flame saw his face, his pupils contracted suddenly, showing an incredulous expression. "You... you're my father?"
The man was equally shocked looking at Flame. "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Flame opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer. The man seized the moment of his hesitation to quickly restrain him.
"Quick, tell me, who exactly are you?" the man asked sternly.
"I'm your son!" Flame broke free from the restraint, blurting out.
The man froze, studying Flame carefully, his eyes revealing shock and excitement. "You are... King's Soldiers?"
Flame nodded, filled with confusion and excitement. He didn't expect to meet his father Wang Qingshan here.
Wang Qingshan looked at his son before him, feeling a myriad of emotions. He never anticipated a reunion under such circumstances, nor that his son had grown into an outstanding special forces soldier.
The two gazed at each other in silence, both filled with emotion and sentiment. At this moment, they were finally reunited.
"How did you end up here? What is this place?" Flame asked Wang Qingshan with a frown.
His father, once hailed as an exceptional agent, had disappeared without a trace over a decade ago, leaving no news behind. Due to his father's disappearance, he carried the stigma of "traitor's son," making him feel embarrassed in front of friends and classmates. Despite later joining the military, he always longed to find his father and unravel the mystery of those years.
Wang Qingshan gazed into his son's eyes, with a hint of hesitation. He then turned to the table piled with documents.
"This is Shang Dong's secret hideout," he said softly while opening a drawer on the table.
"Shang Dong's secret hideout?" Flame's expression immediately became tense. How was his father here? And what did all this have to do with Shang Dong?
"What have you been doing all these years? Why are you here?" Flame was full of doubts, wondering if his father had been involved with Shang Dong all along.
Wang Qingshan didn't answer directly but instead took out a USB drive from the depths of the drawer. "There's no time to explain now, we must leave quickly!" He firmly grasped the USB drive, urgently pulling Flame to leave.
Although Flame was confused, he realized this was not the time for questioning, so he quickly followed his father's steps.
Under Wang Qingshan's guidance, the two of them navigated the labyrinth-like secret chamber and finally found the exit. "Quickly, this way!" Wang Qingshan directed Flame, passing through a row of houses before turning into a narrow alley.
Unexpectedly, as they poked their heads out of the alley, they were confronted by a dozen armed mercenaries. Following that, a familiar figure emerged slowly from behind the mercenaries. It was their target—Shang Dong.
"Ma Ge, how dare you betray me!" Shang Dong glared venomously at Wang Qingshan, his eyes revealing a sinister gleam.
Flame glanced at his father, filled with a sense of foreboding. "Shang Dong?" He muttered, suddenly realizing the severity of the situation.
Wang Qingshan faced Shang Dong's accusation with composure. "I never pledged allegiance to you, so how could I betray you? I'm an undercover agent, operating under the alias Ma Ge, infiltrating your ranks to gather evidence."
It turned out, Shang Dong was plotting large-scale illegal activities in cahoots with overseas drug lords. Wang Qingshan seized the opportunity while mercenaries were dispatched from the base, attempting to infiltrate the secret chamber to obtain critical evidence. However, he unexpectedly encountered his son here and was discovered by Shang Dong.
Shang Dong sneered, "I installed a tracker on the USB drive. The moment you activate it, I become aware." He laughed maliciously, ordering the mercenaries to attack.
The fierce gunfire echoed in the alleyway, and Wang Qingshan and Flame valiantly fought back, taking down wave after wave of enemies. Amidst the intense battle, Shang Dong's gun aimed stealthily at Flame.
"Bang!" A shot fired, striking towards Flame. Wang Qingshan cried out, lunging to shield his son. Flame reacted swiftly, shoving his father aside, but the bullet still hit his chest.
"Son!" Wang Qingshan exclaimed, holding Flame in his arms, his eyes welling up instantly.
Clutching his chest, Flame felt an odd sensation overcome him. Amazingly, he didn't feel the expected pain. Confused, he let go of his hand, seeing the bullet drop to the ground with a "thud," leaving his chest intact, not even a mark.
Staring in astonishment at the bullet on the floor, Flame was left baffled. What was happening? The bullet had undoubtedly hit him, yet he was unharmed?
Watching this incredible scene, Wang Qingshan was equally astounded. He had clearly seen the bullet strike Flame, yet Flame was completely unscathed. How could this be?
Suddenly, Flame recalled the Peace Talisman Lin Beichen had given him. Instinctively, he reached into his chest pocket, taking out the Peace Talisman. The moment he did, the talisman turned into ashes, gently falling into his palm.
Looking at the ashes in his hand, Flame sighed inwardly: It seems Lin Beichen's Peace Talisman saved my life.
However, there was no time to ponder, for mercenaries still eyed them viciously in the vicinity. Flame and Wang Qingshan quickly stood up, engaging once again in a fierce battle against the mercenaries.