Ling Yan’s face darkened, even though Su Feiman was the mastermind, his grandfather was still killed by Third Young Master Jun personally, and he could not forgive him.

Ling Yan continued reading, and the more he read, the more shocked he became.

Su Feiman was not just the leader of the new organization, but also — the Southeast Asia Drug Lord, Sudian.

Ling Yan’s breathing became rapid, the secret was extremely shocking; the person who had been indefinitely mysterious, rendering several countries in the Triangle region helpless for twenty years, and had a bounty of several hundred million by the North American government, was actually this man — the former chairman of the United Nations national affairs committee.

He stared intently at the letter, where Third Young Master Jun had written in detail, about how he uncovered the true identity of Su Feiman as a drug lord, and that Su Feiman had infiltrated the governments of the surrounding countries with insiders, who had long figured out the United Army’s plan for a large-scale encirclement and suppression.

Ling Yan’s handsome face turned solemn, a sense of urgency unrestrained in his heart.

So it seems, Su Feiman has figured out all the plans, meaning if the United Army attacks according to the plan, they would ultimately fail disastrously and fall into a bloodbath, falling right into Su Feiman’s trap.

This is an extremely critical situation.

"So, what are you thinking after reading this, planning to cooperate with him?" Old Ross saw him finish reading, sitting there pondering continuously and occasionally rereading, thus he spoke.

Ling Yan pinched the letter, his face struggling with emotion, but eventually he looked up resolutely and said: "I agree to cooperate with him this time."

Being from a military background and educated by his grandfather from a young age to protect the nation and eradicate evil forces, he had the pride and strong sense of responsibility inherent in a soldier.

He was also a person who could clearly distinguish priorities; compared to Third Young Master Jun, Su Feiman was infinitely more evil, bringing unimaginable harm.

If this drug lord escapes this time, not only would the United Army suffer heavy casualties, the flow of drugs into the domestic market would also result in many families being destroyed.

Hence, in the face of righteousness, family vendetta must be put aside for the moment.

"King was right not to mistake you, you are a soldier with both courage and a sense of justice," Mr. Ross commended.

Ling Yan showed a hint of helplessness, his lips curling into a hint of self-mockery:

"I hadn’t expected that he would choose me to cooperate in eliminating Su Feiman. In the letter, he said he doesn’t trust anyone else, but he actually trusts me, I don’t know if it’s an honor or an irony."

Finding one’s enemy for cooperation, and trusting one’s enemy at that, hardly a few such astounding individuals exist in this world.

Without the family vendetta in between, he would actually quite admire Third Young Master Jun, a character with exceptional boldness and courage.

Mr. Ross said: "Of course, it’s an honor; I believe your cooperation will certainly be a stunning battle, and for you, it’s a great opportunity, a great feat in eliminating the top drug lord, sufficient to become an important political asset for you, allowing you a significant promotion."

"He has his reasons, and I have my considerations," Ling Yan’s piercing gaze turned to Mr. Ross, "but I wonder Mr. Ross, what might be your reason for getting involved in this turbulent storm?"

"Ha, I naturally have my benefits as well, anything beneficial to the Ross Stanley family, I am willing to help. As for what it is, you need not concern yourself."

...

In the morning, Ye Lu was handling documents in his office at the company.

Yiren barged in, with a domineering and menacing demeanor.

"We have fought to this extent, to make the final outcome more spectacular, how about we make a bet?"