Spendthrift

"I didn't expect to see you here..."

After confirming Xu Yue's identity, Britt revealed a wry smile. Clearly, Xu Yue's presence at the Guesthouse, combined with the potential, strength, and age Britt knew him to possess, meant he was most likely one of Beiyang's designated competitors.

"Yes, quite a few of you came after us."

Xu Yue showed no embarrassment whatsoever and retained his gentle smile. After spending some time with Britt, he understood him well enough to know that Britt was not the sort to casually vent his anger on others.

Well, even if he did, it would not matter...

"Everyone who should have come is here. Still, running into each other here counts as fate. Let's find time to get together. We can hold a salon on the train to the capital."

Britt quickly adjusted his mindset. In his view, Xu Yue was indeed a relatively low-level threat. After all, two of Shirley's female confidantes had already appeared in front of him, one of whom had explicitly identified herself as a concubine.

His appearance here might not necessarily be a bad thing for Britt!

In this foreign land, even having him help gather a little intelligence would be useful.

"Sure, call me when the time comes. I see someone I know, so I'll go over for a moment."

Then Xu Yue spotted another familiar figure: Tang Baochao, who had also studied abroad at Saint Hill Military Academy and had served as the student association president at the time.

He was a very traditional soldier. When they had encountered that attack at sea together, his performance had been quite commendable.

It was only natural for him to appear here. Like Xu Yue, he might have been "ranked near the bottom," with strength and talent that could only be considered