Wang Xu shook his head. "The young master's thoughts are beyond my ability to fathom. I wouldn't dare make suggestions recklessly. Perhaps you can meet him in person."
Amon neither confirmed nor denied it. "What about you? What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
Wang Xu looked at Amon, seeming somewhat hesitant.
"Oh, I get it. It's confidential, right? Then you're being rather unfriendly. Information exchange should go both ways. It can't just be me talking while you refuse to reveal a single word. We can't keep this conversation going otherwise. I'll just ask Naga later..." Amon chuckled.
A clear look of surprise appeared in Wang Xu's eyes.
Amon's smile remained unchanged. "After all, I'm basically her top lackey now. She's happy to leave small matters to me."
After thinking it over, Wang Xu decided that the Citibank card he had delivered really was no major matter, so he answered:
"The young master asked me to deliver an anonymous bank card to Naga. It contains ten million yuan and two million US dollars. He said it was a small token of his regard."
The moment Amon heard that, he understood why Naga had said she had money...
"Did your young master—or rather, the Chen Family—form a partnership with Naga?" Amon asked.
"I don't know about that. I'm just here to run errands." Wang Xu shrugged, then asked, "You've been in contact with her for quite a while. Do you know what her goal is?"
He tried to pry more information out of Amon.
"I don't know. She hides alone in that rental all day and rarely goes out, doing who knows what in secret... Whenever I visit her, I often see her playing StarCraft," Amon answered honestly.
"StarCraft?" Wang Xu looked stunned.
How could a noble Dragon