I waited with my men at the door for almost two hours, but no one came out to answer.

Even when my younger sister was practically falling asleep standing up, I didn't wait any longer. I sighed and prepared to take everyone to find somewhere to stay.

But after I drove off with my men for a while, a policeman stopped our convoy.

We stopped the car and looked at the policeman with curious eyes, but he didn't keep us in suspense.

He came straight to my car window, saluted, and said, "Brother Yuan, our leader would like to meet you in a personal capacity."

I became even more curious about who wanted to see me in this way, so I quickly asked someone to make room for him.

He took us to meet his former superior, and during our casual conversation on the way, I learned that his name was Cha Ze, and that he was the police chief of Qilian Prefecture.

I quickly replied politely, "Oh dear, how could the director come in person? You could have just sent one of your secretaries to give me the message. It's too much trouble for the director to make the trip himself."

Although he knew I was just being polite, Director Cha couldn't help but feel a little pleased.

After all, he knew my identity. In other families, an heir of my caliber would never have been so polite to an ordinary person like him.

Being able to speak to you politely is already giving face to the director, because after all, he represents the image of the country and cannot be insulted.

But now I can call him Uncle Cha without hesitation; it's out of respect for him as a person, not as a bureau chief of a country.

He was still happy inside, and his tone became much more friendly along the way.

It also hinted at who wanted to see me and said it wasn't a bad thing, which put my mind at ease. At least I had some direction and wasn't completely clueless anymore.

The convoy drove all the way to a hotel, the "Shikoku Hotel," which gave me a glimpse into the hotel's prestige.

They must be pretty powerful along the border; they own the best hotels everywhere.

I followed Director Cha into the hotel lobby, and their manager quickly came to greet us.

He immediately exclaimed, "Oh, Fourth Young Master, what a rare guest! Welcome to our Four Kingdoms Hotel. We hope you'll patronize us often!"

I frowned slightly; this was a reminder that they knew my information.

This indirectly reveals their intelligence network, but it's unclear whether it's his personal idea or the idea of ​​the "Four Kingdoms".

I looked at the equally chubby manager in front of me.

Curious, he asked, "Are all the lobby managers in your four countries as fat as you?"

After I finished speaking, I ignored him and walked straight inside, followed by Lao Huang and Daoist Yunhe. I told Brother Wen and the others to stay in the car.

The lobby manager behind them didn't say anything, still wearing a smile, but there was a cold glint in his eyes. It all happened so inexplicably.

I didn't provoke them, so why are they giving me this hard time? Director Cha led the way to a small private room.

The room, with only ten seats, was packed with four people. One of them must be Wu Zhizhuan, the highest-ranking military officer in the public security system in Qilian Prefecture.

He is also a master trained by the state, and most importantly, his wife is a senior member of our Linggui Sect.

On the way here, Director Cha had already given a brief overview of the situation, so after I entered the private room, I immediately knelt down and began to kowtow to the two elderly people.

He called out, "This humble student, Yuan Honggang, greets Aunt Deng and Uncle Deng."