The old man quickly leafed through the documents Xu Le handed him. Although his expression remained fairly calm, his tightly knitted brows betrayed something of his mood.
He closed the documents without any intention of returning them to Xu Le and said directly:
"Interesting stuff. Do you have a finished product?"
"Yes." Xu Le handed him a Heart Energy Concealment Device.
This Li Shuren actually stood up on the spot.
"Xu, something's come up. I need to head back."
"It's already noon. Aren't you staying for lunch?"
"No."
With that, he glanced at Xu Le and said once more:
"Very good. Go home and wait to hear back."
Only after Li Shuren left did Xu Le cautiously turn to Xu Weiwen.
"Uncle, who was that? He seemed pretty important."
"That was Li Wen. Are you confused, Xu Le?"
"Li Wen?"
Xu Le's mind raced. He felt as though the original owner's memories contained that name, along with an impression of the man.
Quickly searching through those clumps of accumulated memories, Xu Le finally realized who he was!
Li Wen, Li Qingcheng's father.
An official in the Zion Progressives. He had not been so powerful before, but now he had become one of the Zion Progressives' three leading figures, the head of the Logistics Department.
"Uncle, would he..."
"Would he what? You think he'd hold a grudge against a kid like you? Come on, play a couple of games with me."
Despite Xu Weiwen's words, Xu Le was still a little worried, though he also knew worrying would do no good.
Glancing at the board, Xu Le felt his uncle was courting disaster.
"Uncle, no taking back moves. Are you in?"
"A real man never takes back a move. Let's play."
At the Zion Progressives' headquarters, Li Wen was toying