Half an hour later.
Astera, third floor.
Lu Xiu watched the elderly man and his entourage slowly descend the stairs, their backs gradually disappearing from view.
After confirming that they had left.
Only then did Lu Xiu turn around.
Shen Nian blinked and looked at Lu Xiu before speaking again. "So this leader's leader's leader from the Coordination Bureau personally came to the front lines because of you, right?"
"Do you think it looked that way?"
Resting her snowy-white chin on one hand, Lu Xiu watched the Chef put on another performance and casually asked in return.
Over the past half hour, the old man had spent the entire time chatting with her about everyday matters. He had asked whether she was used to living here, whether the food suited her tastes, inquired about Shen Nian and Jian Li's situation in the dungeon, and even sat down to try a steak personally grilled by the Chef. He had praised the skills of those furry chefs to the skies.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
From beginning to end, the old man had not mentioned anything related to dungeons. He had not brought up strategic deployments at the front lines, nor had he asked what new dungeon the authorities needed her to create.
It was as if he really was just a kind elder passing by, stopping in to see whether the younger generation at home was eating well.
Hearing Lu Xiu's question and recalling the old man's actions just now, Shen Nian became uncertain as well. She could only say, "The thoughts of important figures are hard to guess."
On the other side.
Jian Li glanced at Shen Nian and could not help shaking her head lightly.
Shen Nian did not know whether it was just her imagination.
But