Chapter 1102: Chapter 315: Boss’s Message, Three Directions
Chapter 315: The Boss’s Message, Three Directions
"You’re looking for me? Want to meet me? I can give you a chance."
This was a cryptic text message sent from an unknown number. To most people, it would be considered spam and deleted. But when Li Yan saw it, he immediately understood — this wasn’t spam; it should be from ’him’!
The Boss!
A mysterious figure that had always loomed like a shadow over him, changing the course of his life.
Li Yan once had a deep impression of the Boss, unable to forget that face. But at some point, he realized that what he remembered was just a blurry face; he had no clear memory of what the Boss actually looked like.
Perhaps it wasn’t time that made him forget and blur the memory, but his thoughts! Initially, he thought the Boss was the one who tricked and abducted him. The person who initially misled him was the mastermind behind everything. It wasn’t until after his training, when he emerged as an excellent assassin and engaged with people like Lao Ba, Lao Jiu, Lao San, Lao Si, Lao Wu, and Lao Liu, that he realized how naive his obsession and desire for revenge had been.
Would the mastermind capable of nurturing so many people personally trick him?
Li Yan was not a chosen successor selected from thousands; he was just one among many in the assassin training program. Everyone with him was chosen this way, and they all died. Before the start, there was no fixed number of people who would die, and it could have been him!
From that moment on, Li Yan realized that being chosen among ordinary people was special, but being one of the hundreds and thousands of candidates in the assassin training program, he wasn’t special at all. So, it was unnecessary for the mastermind to personally "interview" him. Even if he became special, it wouldn’t be at the moment he was chosen, but when he survived the brutal training, completed rounds of life-and-death exams, and finally emerged victorious!
Given that the person who approached him back then wasn’t the mastermind, remembering that shadow held no meaning.
He survived among hundreds of trainee assassins, becoming the recognized Lao Qi. Yet over the years, that Boss never met him directly or even contacted him!
Now, receiving such a message, ’You’re looking for me? Want to meet me?’, instinctively he knew the message was from the mysterious mastermind, possibly because Lao San, Zheng Yixuan, had informed him!
Apart from the early desire for revenge, approaching and resolving the potential shadowy threat of the Boss had been on Li Yan’s mind for years. Now finally getting ’his’ direct contact instilled him with shock and excitement. How could he focus on the meeting’s content? He gestured for everyone to continue the discussion and left the meeting room with his phone.
Heading toward the break room, he couldn’t resist and dialed the unknown number.
Soon, he got a disappointing yet unsurprising result — the call wasn’t answered, and it was ended.
In the break room, Li Yan stared at his phone, waiting directly.
As he expected, his phone received a text message.
"No need to look for me. When I have time, and everything’s arranged, I’ll find you. For now, you have some minor troubles to take care of first."
Reading this message, Li Yan thought for a while, neither responding nor calling again. Since ’he’ didn’t want to be found, the preparations to avoid being tracked were surely thorough. To track a phone signal, the best person to help him was undoubtedly Lao Jiu, Guan Ziyi. However, how could Lao Jiu help track down the Boss? Being able to cultivate Lao Jiu, the Boss likely had talents in this area too.
After all these years, he wasn’t impatient. Since the Boss had already contacted him, it wouldn’t be long before they met.
But...
Li Yan suddenly felt a bit lost!
For him, during the initial years of training, as each batch of trainees came and went without hope, he was very resentful of the Boss.
In later years, reaching the pinnacle of the assassin world, looking at ordinary people like ants at his feet; seeing the strong among ordinary people as chickens ready to be slaughtered, his feelings inevitably changed. The powers, status, and initial resources he obtained all came from the Boss. As Zheng Yixuan said, without ’him,’ they wouldn’t have achieved any of this and would have faded into obscurity.
With great power comes the loss of countless lives.
Whether on the victor’s or the vanquished side; whether glorified success or unfulfilled ambitions... those who died are gone, and those who survived, survived.
No matter what, he had paved his way through blood and corpses, rising to the top. Surviving after struggling in Purgatory, one’s mentality inevitably changes.
Eventually, he yearned more for freedom from the Boss’s control. Although the Boss didn’t really restrict him, nor demanded a yearly tribute or mandatory tasks, only keeping him as a standby weapon. He not only had freedom, but even the organization’s assassins ’they’ had freedom.
