"Snake Eye, my old friend, not doing too bad, huh?"

Mr. Li chuckled, "Your aura is different too, not like when we were guarding the gate for the Blood Blade Alliance."

Despite having put on some disguise, without sunglasses and a mask, he was still recognized by Snake Eye.

The other party didn’t even notice the disguise, simply because this face had once caused him a huge psychological impact, and even the wealth he held onto was deeply connected to the person in front of him.

"Why, why are you here?"

Snake Eye tried to muster a smile but failed.

Mr. Li said, "I came for a trip, happened to spot an old friend while visiting that outdoor place called Rose, so I came to see."

Snake Eye regretted deeply in his heart. He shouldn’t have listened to Snake Fang’s instigations, leaving the professional chefs of the estate to eat that lousy buttered pork knuckle, which was greasy and awful, ending up inviting a formidable character.

"Uh, Mr. Li, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I just want to understand why there have been such significant changes in your lives. Don’t get me wrong, I’m simply curious."

A cold sweat slid down Snake Eye’s cheek, and he remained silent.

Mr. Li raised an eyebrow, "It seems it’s somehow related to me? And perhaps something unfavorable? It’s okay, just tell me, I’m not a petty person."

Snake Eye’s mind was in turmoil, he didn’t know what to say.

Because he remembered clearly, back when they parted, this already-renowned man in front of him had saved Snake Fang’s life, yet the reason he obtained his current wealth was...

While he was organizing his words, a creak was heard from the ceiling, and the seemingly antique brass flower-engraved chandelier crashed down from the ceiling, right towards Mr. Li.

At that moment, Snake Eye felt doomed.

No matter the reason for the chandelier fall, the man opposite would undoubtedly think it was his doing.

A chandelier surely could not kill an Extraordinary, but the Foggy Evil Ghost would certainly be his end.

However, Mr. Li did not react, he merely raised an eyebrow at the metal chandelier weighing at least dozens of pounds, and flicked a finger.

Boom—

The thing almost grazed Snake Eye’s temple and smashed into the wall behind him, embedding itself firmly.

Mr. Li chuckled twice, "My apologies, you’ll need to have someone clean this up later, let’s sit and talk."

My apologies?

Snake Eye’s face was filled with confusion.

"Why did he say ’my apologies’?"

He couldn’t understand, Mr. Li just said it instinctively. After some exploration recently, he had confirmed it; the familiar unlucky aura was back, though with reduced frequency, but still familiar.

So he subconsciously thought the lamp was as if he had broken it himself, and instinctively felt apologetic.

At this moment, the parlor doors opened, the commotion was so loud that the housekeeper came in.

Facing the bewildered middle-aged man, Snake Eye uncommonly exploded in anger.

"What’s this! Have you been maintaining things seriously? Do I pay you too little? Is this how you do your job?!"

The housekeeper was also dumbfounded; he had never seen such a scene.

After a few more outbursts, once his emotions were vented, Snake Eye finally calmed down, walked up to Mr. Li, and with a smile said, "Sir, it’s too messy here, let’s talk somewhere else."

It was then that the housekeeper noticed another person in the parlor and became even more puzzled, he could confirm this very young Dragon Country native was definitely not on today’s visitor list.

"Sir, to be honest, I was just thinking about how I could deceive you."

In a small study, Snake Eye and Mr. Li sat facing each other on the sofa.

"But I’ve thought it through, maybe telling the truth is the wisest choice."

Mr. Li smiled, "You have progressed quite a bit, I’ve long realized you’re not average folk, hahaha."

Actually, it wasn’t so.

Snake Eye didn’t dare to ride the coattails, still humbly saying, "You want to know how I changed my fate, you’re right, it’s deeply tied to you. In fact, Snake Fang and I couldn’t have earned such a business; even if we luckily got rich, we’d probably squander it on the most expensive prostitutes or gambling."

"Because someone is watching us from above, we can’t act recklessly. Sorry, I’m rambling, to put it simply, there’s a big shot from the Western Kingdom looking for.... you, and since both of us have seen your face, he had us gather intel in the chaotic land, and report as soon as you appear."

Snake Eye said, "He only said a few words lightly, but gave us much money and people, then had us establish a local gang here, primarily for intelligence trading, and also started some.... entertainment venues."

Mr. Li nodded, "The person from the Western Kingdom, what’s his name?"

"Isa Eso, he’s a consultant at the Western Anomaly Bureau. You, you must be careful. I suggest you leave here quickly."

Snake Eye said, "This is my way of repaying the debt of saving my life; I won’t send out the intel."

Mr. Li didn’t speak; he was assessing the truth in his words.

Damn, is he deceiving me? Maybe he just wants to keep me steady, as soon as I leave, he calls someone over?

But he thought, calling people is fine, so what if he does, am I not also a consultant, plus I have personal aide. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Isa Eso seems to be around level 60, in terms of cost-effectiveness, about the same as Ulysses, perhaps a bit higher?

After determining that even if it’s a trap, he could handle it, he began considering how to act.

"Snake Eye, we’re good friends, aren’t we? I definitely trust you."

Mr. Li thought for a moment, then smiled, "Besides, I still have things to do here, I can’t leave."

Snake Eye froze, "Uh...."

"You said your current business is trading intel? Perfect, there’s something I want to know." Mr. Li said.

Snake Eye felt it seemed he couldn’t be persuaded, so he had to say, "Please, please, do tell."

As the leader of this intelligence organization, he rarely engaged in transactions personally unless the client was extremely important, like now.

"The death of the senior enforcer Grace from the Blood Blade Alliance, all recent projects involving the Bamboo Gang, rumors of the Holy Mountain explosion, I also need to find a journalist named Batista, and....."

Mr. Li listed many things; in reality, the explosion of the Holy Mountain was his real concern, if other targets could serve as decoys all the better, if not, no matter, since there wouldn’t be a shortage of people from the Holy Judgment High Court investigating this matter.

Snake Eye didn’t mince words, he took out a dossier from a drawer and started dictating intel directly, occasionally glancing at the dossier for cues, appearing highly proficient.

Mr. Li could hardly associate this person with the bottom-tier Extraordinary who used to gamble in a warehouse.

After two hours of storytelling, Snake Eye even canceled his appointment with the Land Group, which might cost him a fortune.

"Regarding the Holy Mountain explosion, Mr. Li, that’s not false news. I can confirm a confrontation occurred there, they just claimed externally that the statue needs refurbishment and then isolated it. There are rumors that the Shepherd Leader of the Holy Judgment High Court has already passed away, but I can’t confirm that."

Mr. Li asked, "A confrontation? With whom?"

Snake Eye pondered for a while before saying, "There’s inconclusive news, from someone internal to the High Court, someone who was involved in site cleanup, he said, based on the traces left, it resembles someone who once roamed the chaotic land."

"No circles, just say who it is."

"People call him the God of a Thousand Faces."