"Hehe, I knew you'd be like this. So, interested in this organization now?" Chen Yan looked at him with a playful grin.
"Hehe, stop grinning at me, spill why you're here. Hehe, quit joking around." Seeing Zhang Ziwen's smug smile, he could guess what he was up to. He was definitely up to something more than just an apology. Did he think he was a fool? Zhang Ziwen despised him internally.
Chen Yan froze for a moment, then gave him a thumbs up: "Impressive... you've seen through me, huh? You're indeed the formerly famous agent, your perception is sharp. Looks like the boss chose you for a reason."
"Oh cut it... enough with the flattery, state your case. The Black Army must have pissed off your government, right? Want to strike them down, is that it? It's unheard of the US government doing anything to terrorist organizations in Japan. Now you want to act? Crap, how do you plan to use me? Lay your cards on the table." Zhang Ziwen immediately grasped the crux of the matter,
