"I see. Then let's go." Nangong Jue nodded calmly, then pulled out a wad of US dollars and stuffed it into the Filipino maid's blouse. "Thank you."

Le Yao almost lost her composure; the English she spoke was just so... incredibly rustic.

The Filipino maid quickly and respectfully thanked her, then put the US dollars into her pocket.

The dinner was very lavish. Sangye sat down and said, "Please don't be shy. These are Chinese dishes prepared by the Chinese chefs here. I hope you will be satisfied."

"It looks so appetizing!" Le Yao said excitedly. "To be honest, I don't like curry."

"Where's Master Kun?" Nangong Jue took a bite of grilled beef and smacked his lips. "Hmm, it really tastes good."

“An old friend of my father’s came, and they had another table.” Sanya raised her glass. “I never expected to hit it off with Tina so quickly. I hope our cooperation will last a long time.”

"Cooperation?" Yue Yao was surprised. "We're going to cooperate already?"

"Didn't we agree to cooperate before? What, Tina doesn't want to anymore?" Sanya looked at Le Yao.

"No, but we haven't talked about it yet, and I haven't explained it to my husband in detail."

“It’s the same to say it now.” Sangya took a sip of wine. “I have plenty of sources here, the quality is excellent, and the price is definitely lower. It’s much better than those middlemen and middlemen.”

“That makes sense, but…” Nangong Jue sighed, “Our China is different from yours. We have very strict control over prostitution, gambling, and drugs. As you know, China is known as the no-go zone for mercenaries in the world. So, even if we want to cooperate, we need to plan carefully. After all, I’ve never been involved in this business before.”

"It's alright. As long as you have the will, there's nothing you can't do," Sangya smiled.

“Indeed, it would be a pleasure to cooperate.” Nangong Jue raised his glass. “When you have time, I hope Miss Sangya and Mr. Kun will visit China. We can extend our hospitality to them then…”

“Okay.” Sanya nodded.

In another room, Master Kun was having dinner and chatting with an old man, who was none other than Hai Chao.

"You mean, Master Ba's descendants have already obtained the map?" Master Kun's expression darkened slightly.

"Yes." Hai Chao smiled. "We've been researching for decades but haven't found the exact location. Perhaps his descendants can find it." Otherwise, how could he have protected that girl for so many years?

“That makes sense.” Master Kun nodded. “Back then, Luo Tianba not only amassed a large amount of wealth, but also a large quantity of weapons. Whoever gets them might be able to influence the world’s格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or pattern of the world).

"Hehe." Hai Chao laughed. "Ah Kun, I'm old now. I don't have such big ambitions anymore. I just want more money, and then to make the company even bigger, so that my descendants can be even richer..."

"Don't worry, Uncle Hai." Master Kun looked at Hai Chao, "We really got it. I want the weapon, you want the money, isn't that great?"

"If Ah Kun says that, then Uncle Hai can rest assured, haha..."

Master Kun lowered his eyes, concealing the sarcasm in them. With so many weapons already, who could possibly take money from him? Fool!

Both banquets appeared peaceful on the surface, but in reality, each person harbored their own thoughts, and in the end, both hosts and guests enjoyed themselves.