General Chafei's room stood at the very center of the stronghold. It was also a bamboo house, and from the outside, it looked no different from the others. That was to prevent high-tech devices like reconnaissance drones and satellites from finding him.
Although it was a bamboo house, the interior was quite nicely furnished. Not only did it have all kinds of furniture, but the windows even had glass in them! There was even an electric fan in the room!
Chen Mo took a closer look and realized it had been made back home.
The room was fairly large. It seemed there were no partitions; several rooms had been opened up and connected, making the space quite spacious. More than a dozen people sat inside, each with a small coffee table in front of them piled high with food.
There was mostly fruit, while actual meat and vegetables were scarce.
It seemed Nangong Xue had been right. General Chafei truly lacked money and food. Otherwise, why would these obvious leaders be eating so poorly? Even General Chafei himself was no exception.
General Chafei sat near the back of the center of the room. He looked to be in his fifties, but he had a solid build and a lean frame. Though not especially dark-skinned, his complexion was bronze. His face was full of smiles.
"General Chafei, greetings!" After entering the room, Nangong Xue bowed to General Chafei, who sat behind a coffee table. Chen Mo, standing beside her, followed suit.
Though he was reluctant, he had better behave himself for now! It was all for Crimson Eye Gold. As long as he got Crimson Eye Gold, nothing else mattered. He was only bowing to a bandit leader—it would not cost him a piece of flesh!
Besides, wasn't this part of