Empire, Lapdogs!
When Mu Fan said these words, the way the others looked at him changed again, and their eyes were filled with a mysterious light.
The two had just exchanged a cryptic conversation, leaving them completely unaware of each other's identities.
However, as companions, Mu Fan didn't say anything, they wouldn't ask any further.
Twenty minutes later, the dinner party was finally over.
Well... of course, Mu Fan will pay the bill this time.
Seven people, 43 plates of chicken...
At a roadside stall in the Food Street, the group devoured over 3,000 Star Coin!
However, this time Mu Fan did not hesitate. He had just acquired such an extravagant property, so it would be unreasonable to complain about being poor again.
After apologizing to everyone and receiving understanding looks, Mu Fan was the first to walk out.
The others behind him dispersed.
Although there was a slight hiccup over the weekend, isn't this perfect?
Mu Fan ate eleven plates by himself, William ate seventeen plates.
When I walked out, I could feel the energy from the digested food surging out of my stomach.
"Mr. Mu Fan, have you finished your meal?"
"Okay." Mu Fan nodded. "Please lead the way."
"Then please come with me..."
Seeing the other party's respectful demeanor, Mu Fan had no reason to refuse.
When Mu Fan walked to the end of the not-so-long Food Street, he finally saw a dark purple Hover Car parked there.
Both the size and the shape of this car conform to the characteristics of being low-key and understated.
When Mu Fan went inside and sat down, he was even more surprised by the luxurious interior, which was even more luxurious than the car he had sat in with Wang Nuonuo before.
"Mr. Mu Fan, please have a seat for a moment. The journey will take about thirty minutes."
Mu Fan nodded and sat quietly in the back seat, no longer speaking.
Yuan Rui, sitting in the driver's seat, and his lawyer, Sisco, exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.
The Hover Car slowly drove away.
Direction: Suburbs.
Looking at the familiar route, Mu Fan couldn't help but show a strange expression.
Isn't the direction of this route the same as the three-dimensional road cube he just passed?
Could it be that the other party's so-called meeting will also take place underground?
Mu Fan tapped his wristwatch discreetly, then quietly wrote a few words on his leg and lightly scanned them with his wristwatch.
"Record the route and check the information of the mountain owner."
Information transmission complete.
The watch gave a slight jolt; this was Black's reply.
"Knew."
In Zone B of the Landu Star Center, on the shore of Senliu Lake, known as the "Pearl of Fertile Land," there are Tea House and bars of all sizes.
This place is full of charm and a sophisticated atmosphere.
Moreover, these places share a common feature: they are known as dens of extravagance for the nobility.
Inside a quaint Tea House, a dashing and heroic man sat alone in the viewing pavilion on the third floor.
As for the tea masters who were dignified and had pretty faces, he ordered them all to leave.
This made the tea masters in the Tea House sigh inwardly.
Customers who can afford to book the third-floor Viewing Pavilion are undoubtedly prominent families in Zhongjing City.
What's more, the people in it are so handsome.
Thinking back to the smile that had just been given to her, one of the most beautiful female tea masters couldn't help but blush.
They are pursued by countless men, including some with excellent qualities, so they naturally have high standards.
But if it were that young master from before, I certainly wouldn't refuse.
"Min Shi is even feeling romantic? Did that handsome guy just now win you over?"
A companion standing nearby noticed that even the most beautiful tea master among them was blushing and couldn't help but tease her.
"Don't talk nonsense, maybe he has a girlfriend."
"I'm not making this up. You should seize this opportunity if you see such a great guy. If you don't go, we will. Opportunities are created by ourselves."
Min Shi blushed when she heard her companions teasing her.
However, all I could think of was the image of that Wen Wen young man.
As my friend said, am I really experiencing puberty?
Dressed in a pure white, tea-colored outfit, Min Shi looked like a goddess who had mistakenly descended to earth, staring blankly at the ground.
While the women were discussing, a slightly overweight young man dressed in ordinary clothes and looking travel-worn appeared inside the Tea House.
"Hello sir, do you have an appointment?" a beautiful female tea master asked softly.
"Third floor, Viewing Pavilion, I am Mr. Wei."
The slightly chubby young man said with a smile, his calm attitude and demeanor completely at odds with his travel-worn appearance.
"Please wait a moment... Hello, Mr. Wei, we have found your appointment. I will show you the way now."
The female tea master spoke respectfully, her attitude even more solemn than before.
The guests at the Viewing Pavilion were all wealthy and influential.
"Thank you for your trouble."
With a casual stretch of his backpack, the slightly chubby young man dressed in outdoor gear followed behind the female tea master with a smile.
The two climbed the comfortable solid wood stairs to the third floor.
"Min Shi, is Mr. Lin inside?"
"Yes, all the tea has been prepared, but Mr. Lin has requested that no service be provided."
The female tea master nodded, then turned to the slightly overweight young man behind her and said, "Mr. Wei, please go in by yourself."
He smiled and nodded, then stepped forward and gently pushed open the wooden door to the tea room.
The smoke from cigarettes rises gently, a light breeze blows, and before me lie distant mountains, a clear sky, and blue waters.
In the very center of the picture, Lin Wu, the eldest son of the Lin family, is leisurely sipping tea.
The two exchanged a glance and both nodded slightly.
The slightly chubby young man slowly closed the wooden door behind him.
Then, without anyone noticing, he took out a small black octagonal module from his pocket and held it in his hand.
Lin Wu smiled slightly when he saw the ordinary-looking young man with a backpack in front of him, "Mr. Ren, please have a seat."
"Young Master Lin, there's no need to be so polite. I'm just here to check things out as usual. You are as handsome as ever." The young man, dressed plainly and looking like a traveler who had been through many hardships, had a slightly simple and honest expression and spoke with a bit of shyness.
"You flatter me."
Smiling and shaking his head, Lin Wu picked up the purple clay teapot and, with graceful movements, brewed two cups of fragrant tea, gesturing for the other person to sit down.
It looks ordinary.
but...
Lin Wu never thought so!
These are the real henchmen!
Who would have thought that such an ordinary traveler was actually from an extremely terrifying organization tens of light-years away?
Empire Hawk Eye!
Who could have imagined that he, a financial elite from Seven Great Families of Landu Star, and the future richest young role model in this star field, would have such a friendly meeting with a spy organization of a hostile force on his own country's territory?
The identity of this slightly chubby young man is becoming increasingly clear...
Empire Hawk Eye, Ren Xiaowei!
Ren Xiaowei, whose face looked slightly chubby, finally sat down, casually placed her backpack aside, and then gently pressed the octagonal module in her hand before placing it on the ground.
With a buzzing sound, invisible ripples spread out.
"Now you can speak freely." Ren Xiaowei revealed an innocent smile.
Lin Wu raised an eyebrow, then shook his head with feigned helplessness. "Mr. Ren is always cautious, and I deeply admire that."
Hearing Lin Wu's praise, Ren Xiaowei smiled shyly and took out another small, walnut-sized instrument, placing it on the tea table.
"This is a routine organizational regulation, and we ask for Mr. Lin's understanding."
Lin Wu nodded with a smile, clearly unfazed by such things.
"There are a few things I need to verify with Young Master Lin. I hope you will tell me the truth so that I can explain to His Highness."
Ren Xiaowei sat cross-legged on the pavilion, his expression solemn.