CHAPTER 714: CHAPTER 713 MENG PO’S MATTERS (1/3)

After listening to Meng Po’s story, Yang Chen finally felt relieved.

Honestly, after wandering abroad for so many years, if there really wasn’t any flirtation, it would be hard to believe.

At that time in the Northern Federation, many international celebrities threw themselves at him, did he tell anyone?

Those are just past memories, too painful to recall.

Luckily, Meng Po stepped forward at this moment to help him out.

Ye Xin looked at Yang Chen and chuckled, "Didn’t expect you to be quite self-disciplined."

"Of course! My existence is just waiting for your arrival! So, I’ve kept myself pure for you all these years!"

Ye Xin pouted and looked back, noticing Elder Zhuo and Qin Zhiyuan had arrived, she said, "Alright, let’s eat first. I’m guessing everyone must be hungry."

"Eat! Eat! Let’s eat first!" Naturally, Yang Chen was eager to have everyone eat first and enthusiastically led everyone to the dining table.

These people were all great pals of Yang Chen, so they couldn’t be separated and eat at different tables. Instead, they chose to push some square tables together, like a communal meal with ethnic minorities, all sitting at one table with similar dishes in front of each person, making it hassle-free.

At the dining table.

A group of brothers hasn’t eaten and drank together for a long time, naturally they had to drink to their heart’s content.

From eight o’clock, they kept drinking until midnight, still unsatisfied.

Elder Zhuo provided white wine, and empty boxes and bottles were already stacked in a layer by the wall, yet the group was still in high spirits.

Maybe Hu Zi’an and the others, their physical condition weakened after leaving the Guard, they couldn’t handle it early and were carried back to sleep.

The Dragon Tooth Squad with Purple Cultivator and their guys were still looking vibrant, as if they had only drunk a little, unaffected.

Da Lei raised his glass to Purple Cultivator and Dongzi, said, "Brothers, although we are not from the same guard, we came out following the same boss, we must drink properly."

Purple Cultivator and Dongzi also raised their glasses to stand.

Purple Cultivator said, "We are not like you guys. You are from the guards, and later the boss became your instructor. But for us, our lives were given by the boss. Our current strength was taught by the boss alone. You can say, the boss is like our reborn parent and our teacher, this drink must be toasted to the boss."

"Right! Boss, come!" Dongzi called Yang Chen.

"Come! Together with the boss!" Leizi aimed his glass at Yang Chen.

They all knew Yang Chen’s drinking ability was great, none of them could outdrink Yang Chen, so attaching Yang Chen to this drink meant they had to attach him.

Yang Chen was helpless, smiled and said, "You guys drink, why call me? If you want to drink with me, finish this one first, then drink with me."

Yang Chen was naturally unwilling to acknowledge.

"No way!" Da Lei said, "We all agreed that our common point is having the same boss. If you don’t drink with us, our drinking is meaningless!"

"Exactly, boss, not giving face!" Purple Cultivator laughed.

This glass of wine Yang Chen couldn’t escape.

Next to Yang Chen, Ye Xin and Meng Po sat together.

While men were drinking, the two of them didn’t participate.

Usually, Ye Xin might advise not letting Yang Chen drink too much, but under today’s circumstances, Ye Xin wouldn’t say anything and let them enjoy to their heart’s content, that’s the most important.

So, she drank red wine with Meng Po, chatting on and off on the side.

Ye Xin heard Purple Cultivator’s words and couldn’t help asking Meng Po: "Are all people from the Asura Hall saved by Yang Chen?"

Meng Po nodded, glanced at Purple Cultivator, "Yes, Purple Cultivator’s parents were Flame Country nationals in the Northern Federation doing business, considered rich kids and were quite thriving there. But later they were framed, not only lost the assets but were kidnapped to become miners in Lijia Continent. In a riot, he escaped, wandering the streets. You know, in those barren lands, even filling one’s stomach is hard, let alone a homeless person. He was tricked by an organ trafficking group, was about to be sold off but then encountered the boss, who rescued him back."

Ye Xin was startled, "How many people did Yang Chen save while in Lijia Continent?"

Meng Po smiled softly and whispered, "Countless, really countless. On that land, life is as cheap as grass, various powers recklessly act, stirring wars, the people becoming war’s victims. Because of Yang Chen, because of us in Asura Hall, countless battles were stopped, countless people were saved. Before returning, Yang Chen donated all his savings, establishing a charitable organization focusing on caring for children. Isn’t there an old saying in Flame Country, saving one life is better than building a pagoda? If that’s the case, the whole of Lijia Continent might have been building pagodas for Yang Chen."

Ye Xin was shocked, never expected Yang Chen could accomplish such great things.

Under normal circumstances, even special squads executing missions abroad just complete their tasks. They only try to minimize local losses, impossible to fully gauge local feelings, not to mention helping or saving them.

Yet Yang Chen achieved it, not only achieved it but continued such great work on that land.

After being amazed, Ye Xin looked at Meng Po, hesitated, "Can I ask about your story?"

"Me?" Meng Po hesitated for a while, then looked at Ye Xin.

Ye Xin quickly waved her hand, "If you don’t want to say, you don’t have to."

"Then let’s talk!" Meng Po raised her glass towards Ye Xin.

Ye Xin and Meng Po clinked glasses and took a sip.

Meng Po started narrating, "My parents are Northern Federation people, previously ran a clinic there, could say... life was very good, just like what you Flame Country people call a petite bourgeoisie life. Later, due to some things, my parents decided to become doctors in Lijia Continent, helping Lijia Continent’s people. You might not know, over there, a simple cold can be fatal, a wound can infect and kill, giving birth often means deciding between the mother or child. And, due to frequent battles, many wounded people were received too. My father spent almost every day at the operating table, and my mother was endlessly dispensing medication and injections... At that time, I got almost no attention, just played alone. One day, there were noticeably more wounded. They said someone fought over here. You also know, those who provoke battles, don’t care about the lives of others... hurting innocents happens often..."

Ye Xin on the side listened intently.

However, what they were saying, Yang Chen heard clearly.

He initially wanted to interrupt but let them converse. After all, the two were bound to connect sooner or later, getting to know each other was beneficial.