Mad Blade never believed that the earth-shaking Yang Fei was just gone like that.

He believed that Yang Fei would definitely contact him.

This satellite phone had become Mad Blade's precious baby.

He even slept with it, and any slight movement made Mad Blade tremble with excitement.

However, after waiting for five or six days, even someone as thick-skinned as Mad Blade started to get anxious.

He had experienced the tragedy of comrades sacrificing their lives before.

In the battle of the Amazon Basin, the Evil Dragon Soldier King nearly faced total annihilation.

The pain of losing brothers, piercing into the bone marrow, was something Mad Blade never wanted to endure a second time.

Fan Yi glanced at Mad Blade's satellite phone, his expression gloomy.

"What's wrong, no news from the instructor yet?"

Mad Blade laughed heartily, "That guy's probably lying in some beauty's arms enjoying himself. Once he's had enough fun, he'll naturally get in touch with us."

Three Swords, Long Xia, and others all lowered their heads, their expressions somber.

Everyone knew that though Mad Blade spoke optimistically, deep down he was very pained and anxious.

This feeling was not unique to Mad Blade; everyone felt it.

Mad Blade thought of Helen and asked Fan Yi, "By the way, how's Helen?"

Fan Yi shook his head, "Not too good."

"For the first three days, she didn't eat or drink. These last two days, she's been a bit better, drinking some thin porridge, just lying in her room otherwise."

"This foreign woman is really touching when she gets infatuated."

Mad Blade sighed.

"Little Bird Yang, oh Little Bird Yang, if you don't give me any news soon, I'm going to curse your ancestors. Alive or dead, at least give me a sign!"

Listening to Mad Blade's cursing, though everyone understood the sentiment, no one laughed.

They all lowered their heads and then drank in silence.

The Helen Palace had plenty of fine wines, all the best vintages aged over twenty years.

Everyone guarding the palace, with their downcast moods these past days, drank to drown their sorrows, almost emptying the palace's wine cellar.

Just at that moment, Mad Blade's satellite phone rang.

Mad Blade jumped up in surprise, seeing the unfamiliar long string of numbers, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

He pressed the answer button with trembling hands, brought the phone to his ear, and heard Yang Fei's lazy voice coming through.

"Mad Blade, you slacking off again? Let me give you some bad news, I'm not dead yet."

After so long a wait, suddenly hearing Yang Fei's voice made the whole experience feel unreal to Mad Blade.

This guy's mouth hung open, stunned for a good ten seconds before he shouted.

"Grandma's broken brush, Little Bird Yang, you finally called me!"

"Thank heavens, you're still alive, you scoundrel."

Hearing Mad Blade's crazed shouting, all of the Changfeng Squad became excited.

Fan Yi rushed in front of Mad Blade, his eyes filled with tears.

"Whose call was it, was it the instructor? Is he alive?"

Three Swords, Long Xia, Wang Wei, Ghost Wolf, and others all crowded around, nervously watching Mad Blade.

Mad Blade laughed heartily, tears streaming down his face.

"Little Bird Yang is still alive, I knew it, this menace couldn't die, hahaha!"

He said, bowing to the sky, "You old thief, you old thief, I always curse you."

"But this time, you've finally done a good deed, I, Mad Blade, will never curse you again."

This twenty-seven, twenty-eight-year-old man finished speaking and even sobbed, throwing the satellite phone to Fan Yi.

"You talk to the instructor first. Let me wipe my tears, damn it, the older I get, the more fragile I become."

He turned around to leave, but after just two steps, leapt into the air, flipping over ten times, laughing madly.

Yang Fei, on the other end, kept calling Hello and cursing.

"Mad Blade, what the hell are you doing, did you hear me speaking?"

Fan Yi, hearing Yang Fei's voice, began to weep.

"Instructor, thank heaven you're alive, now we can relax."

Yang Fei cursed, "Relax my ass."

"I'm currently in a mining area, surrounded by heavy troops, about to be finished, waiting for you guys to come rescue me."

Fan Yi was shocked upon hearing this.

"Which mining area? Where exactly?"

Yang Fei snorted, "I'm in Ilfaran, the exact location you'll have Mad Blade use the satellite phone to locate."

"Order the Changfeng Squad to leave two people to protect Helen, and everyone else to come over."

"What, Ilfaran?"

Fan Yi was aghast, Ilfaran wasn't far from Greenworth, over five hundred kilometers, crossing a small country in between, a famous chaotic region.

What startled Fan Yi was that the mysterious man had managed to take Yang Fei over 800 miles away in just a few days, truly amazing.

Yang Fei nodded, briefly explaining the slave uprising in the mining area.

He eventually gave Fan Yi an order.

"A conflict has already occurred here, you must come immediately."

"This is about more than a thousand lives, including three to four hundred Chinese workers."

Fan Yi stood upright, "Yes, we will strictly follow orders."

The Changfeng Squad left two members to protect Helen.

The rest borrowed an armed carrier from Helen and charged towards Ilfaran.

Having a lead on Yang Fei's whereabouts made Helen both shocked and delighted.

If not for Mad Blade and Fan Yi firmly holding her back, this newly-appointed Empress would have dashed off to Ilfaran long ago.

Meanwhile, Beldomcen, the great warlord, already knew about the diamond mine slave rebellion, shocked and furious.

He gathered his forces, surrounding the diamond mine tightly, with the vanguard troops already having engaged in multiple skirmishes with the mining area's defenses.

As expected by Yang Fei, the combat ability of this batch of mining area troops was simply pathetic.

In consecutive engagements, they were at a disadvantage, suffering many casualties.

Thanks to Zhou Daguang's calm command, they barely relied on fortifications and strongholds to withstand the enemy's attacks.

Otherwise, the situation would have been even more unpredictable.

Though the mining area forces were unafraid of sacrifice, many had never handled a gun before, essentially rookies in battle.

Some were so afraid at the sound of gunfire that they nearly wet their pants, while others charged at the enemy recklessly and were shot full of holes, with varying responses.

Yang Fei was anxious, leading the defense alongside Zhou Daguang, watching them slaughter enemies with ghost-like precision, barely stabilizing military morale.

On the third day, Mad Blade and the others finally arrived.

Yang Fei instructed Zhou Daguang to hold the mining area's position, then discreetly slipped out of the front line.

Ten kilometers from the mining area, Mad Blade and the others set up camp waiting for Yang Fei, unable to advance any further due to the dense array of sentries and guards.

Yang Fei snuck to the rendezvous location with Mad Blade, which was a dense forest.

He called out with the agreed-upon call, mimicking the sound of the oriole.

The tower-like Mad Blade burst out of the forest, laughing heartily upon seeing Yang Fei.

"Little Bird Yang, I knew Lord Yama wouldn't dare take you."

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