"Hey, so you're Fat Tiger's little brother."
Ming Chuan, who had always been modest, froze for a moment before immediately rising to greet Mirai. Behind him followed the modest Ming Chuan and the modestly dressed Rainbow Robe.
Upon seeing Mirai, the little girl in plain yet colorful clothes called out, "Hello, Mr. Fat Tiger." After that, I stopped making any noise.
"Mr. Enqian and Mr. Ming Chuan, are you two skilled at this as well?"
Mirai raised his chin and pointed at the group that was still arguing.
"Little brother Fat Tiger, you don't understand this." As Enqian and Mingchuan spoke, they suddenly stepped closer, grabbed Mirai by the shoulders, and brought their mouths close to his ears, saying mysteriously, "The real show has already begun."
After modest Ming Chuan finished speaking, he revealed a meaningful expression. He said nothing more and merely stood beside Mirai, watching.
"The best part is yet to come? What kind of good script is that?"
Mirai frowned slightly. After a bout of frantic thought, he still could not think of any possible drama.
"By the way, Lord Doren and his family came to see you today. But since you weren't here, they left. I don't know what he wanted to see you about," modest Ming Chuan suddenly said to Mirai.
Naturally, this matter was being carried out under the pretext of assassinating and kidnapping that family. However, it was extremely important, so Enqian and Ming Chuan had not been told about it. Thus, they did not know why Doren had come.
"Oh, I don't know him. If he keeps looking for me, just keep telling him I'm not here." Mirai spoke indifferently, then continued pondering what Enqian and Ming Chuan meant by their drama.
It was not that Mirai was particularly curious. Rather, if