Chapter 1180: It's Handled, Brother!

"Mr. Han, please take your seat." The staff member pointed to the empty seat next to Xiao Chunping.

Minister Han nodded slightly and sat down next to Xiao Chunping. Ying Fu's seat was behind and to the side of Minister Han, right next to Yao Qing... After all, one was a student brought by Minister Han, and the other was a grandson brought by Xiao Chunping; both belonged to the "family" of important guests.

After sitting down, wave after wave of people came up to chat with Minister Han. Minister Han was very skilled at this, holding a wine glass and chatting and laughing with others, like a well-known elder guiding the younger generation.

As for Ying Fu, who was sitting behind him, no one bothered him, which was exactly what Ying Fu expected...

Of course, except for Yao Qing, who was staring at him.

Ying Fu's gaze swept over the guests one by one, finally landing on the only empty table opposite.

Since Minister Han's seat was quite far forward and next to the aisle, the number one seat was directly opposite Minister Han, and next to that was the director of Bureau 749, Sun Zhongliang.

Sun Zhongliang seemed to have arrived long ago, sitting there drinking alone, his brow furrowed as if he had something on his mind.

Looking at the entire banquet venue now, only one table was empty, and judging by the situation, the banquet wouldn't start early unless the owner of that table arrived...

This made Ying Fu increasingly curious about the identity of the owner of that table.

Just then, a staff member, sweating profusely, ran in from the door and headed straight for Sun Zhongliang.

"Director... Director, you'd better go take a look."

Sun Zhongliang, who was already in a bad mood, looked up, "What's the matter, why are you in such a panic..."

"It's Mr. Sun. He wants to bring a follower who hasn't been registered in advance and whose identity hasn't been verified into the venue... We told him it's against the rules and asked him to leave the follower outside to wait, but he won't listen!

Now he's shouting that he wants to go back to the United States. A group of us are trying to stop him outside, and we can barely hold him back..."

Sun Zhongliang: ...

Hearing the words "Mr. Sun" and "go back to the United States," Sun Zhongliang felt a headache coming on. He waved his hand helplessly,

"Forget it, forget it, let them in. Add another table next to Mr. Sun."

"This... alright."

The staff member's hurried actions had already attracted the attention of many people. They looked suspiciously at him after he finished communicating with Director Sun, then watched him run back to the door, sweating profusely, and began whispering to each other.

A few seconds later,

The staff member respectfully led two people over.

Behind him, a young man in a Tang suit walked into the venue, swaying, playing with prayer beads of unknown material while slowly scanning the crowd with his small round sunglasses.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his whole body exuded a devil-may-care temperament... At first glance, one would think it was some young master from the capital out for a stroll.

Behind him was also an inconspicuous young man in a Tang suit, dressed entirely in black, with an ordinary face—the kind of person who would be hard to find again if thrown into a crowd on the street.

Most people in the venue were seeing this legendary overseas senior for the first time. Seeing that he was so young, they were shocked beyond measure, and the discussions became even more intense.

"Is he that Mr. Sun?"

"He looks like he's only about twenty... Didn't they say his seniority is even older than Director Sun's? Is the rumor fake?"

"What do you know? Mr. Sun is of the Opera Divine Path. It's normal for the Opera Divine Path to change their appearance, right?"

"That's true..."

"I can testify. I saw Mr. Sun once when I attended the conference over a decade ago, and he looked like this back then."

"So it's an age-defying technique. No wonder he looks so young... His actual age must be over a hundred, right?"

“……”

The speculation about Sun Bumian was endless, but among the crowd, there was one exception.

Ying Fu looked at Sun Bumian swaggering across the venue, his expression as ugly as if he had eaten a fly...

Ying Fu had certainly met Sun Bumian. In the Emperor Path Ancient Treasury, this guy had caused plenty of trouble. However, from beginning to end, Ying Fu hadn't known Sun Bumian's name... It wasn't until he saw him in person that he realized.

Isn't this Chen Ling's person from the Nine Monarchs era???

He is Sun Bumian?

The moment Sun Bumian appeared in the venue, Ying Fu suddenly had an ominous feeling... One had to know that Sun Bumian was Chen Ling's companion, and Chen Ling had also returned to this era using an era save file.

Is Sun Bumian's appearance at this time too much of a coincidence?

Ying Fu's gaze went straight to Sun Bumian's unregistered, plain-looking "follower," a faint light flickering in his eyes as he wondered what was going on.

The next second, he took out his phone and found the two students responsible for guarding Chu Changqing in his contacts, about to make a call, when his fingertips stopped in mid-air...

No...

That won't work.

If that person really is that guy, then contacting the two students now would undoubtedly expose Chu Changqing's location!

Damn it...

Ying Fu hesitated for a long time and could only give up the idea of having them move Chu Changqing immediately. He put his phone away, sipped the tea on the table, and watched Sun Bumian and the other one out of the corner of his eye.

Sun Bumian sat down swaggeringly in his seat and gave Chen Ling, who was beside him, a look, as if showing off.

How about that? I said I'd get you in, and I got you in!

Chen Ling: ...

Chen Ling hadn't expected Sun Bumian's status in Bureau 749 to be so high. All he had to do was say "go back to the United States," and almost anything could be settled, even getting a seat arranged next to Sun Zhongliang.

Chen Ling didn't know Sun Zhongliang, but everyone's name was written on their table... except for Chen Ling's.

After sitting down, Chen Ling quickly scanned the surroundings.

Soon, he saw Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing, as well as Ying Fu, who was disguised quite plainly and hiding behind Minister Han.

Ying Fu was not of the Opera Divine Path and didn't have the ability to change his face, so Chen Ling could recognize him at a glance. However, Chen Ling's gaze didn't linger on him and naturally slid past, pretending not to know him.

Then, he silently took out his phone and started sending messages in the group.

[Group Name: The Opera Family]

[Chen Ling: The one on the far left of the second row in the southeast corner is the Emperor Divine Path.]

[Shen Nan: I see him. He doesn't look like anything special.]

[Chen Ling: He must have deliberately restrained his aura. Don't stare at him, or he'll notice.]

[Sun Bumian: Damn, it's hot pot today! Awesome! (#starryeyes)]

[Chen Ling: @LuckyWestie, follow the plan later and mess with him, no problem, right?]

[Sun Bumian: Huh? Do we have to do it while eating?]

[Chen Ling: Add 1,000 kilograms.]

[Sun Bumian: It's handled, brother! (#thumbsup)]

Seeing the last message, Chen Ling silently exited the group chat, then clicked on Yang Xiao's profile picture and sent two words:

—Do it.