A military plane took off from a military airfield before the sun was up, heading straight to Xinjiang province. 

There was an extra special passenger onboard - Shi Bo-Ren. 

Tang Bo-Chuan and Long Bing were on the flight too, and Dayetia and Szlamy. The two White Hun women were under watch and not allowed to go near Shi Bo-Ren and Xia Lei, who were having a talk. 

Dayetia held the wooden box containing the sword of Attila tight. The thing in the box was more valuable than her own life. 

Szlamy blinked her large blue eyes, staring at Xia Lei and Shi Bo-Ren a-ways off. She seemed to be trying to guess at what the two men were talking about. However, this was a mission too impossible for her brains. 

Truthfully, she didn’t know what was going on in her head either…

Shi Bo-Ren’s voice was fairly low. “Look, you’ve completed such a difficult mission. We cannot just leave you alone. I’ve already sent a report to the higher-ups to give the green light to your military factory in a show of appreciation for your success. Your factory can start production soon.”

Xia Lei laughed dryly. “I was supposed...