Chapter 658 Attraction
Flotz, in the lobby of the Luohua Hotel, Adele turned her head not long after entering the door, looked at the man wearing a half mask in front of her through her sunglasses with a hint of surprise, and spoke curiously.
"Who are you…"
"This is not the place to talk. Please follow me, Miss Briuz." The man still bowed to Adele with a respectful expression. After listening to his words, Adele did not say anything more.
"Come on, lead the way."
After hearing Adele's response, the man nodded silently, then turned and walked into the hotel, and Adele followed him silently.
Following the man, Adele went up the stairs of the hotel, climbing several floors all the way. When she reached a certain floor, she turned around and went inside. After turning left and right, she came to a neat corridor covered with red carpet. When the man reached the end of the corridor, he took out the key, opened the door in front of him and went in. Adele followed him in without lagging behind.
After entering the room, what appeared in front of Adele was not an ordinary hotel room, but a large living room. The large windows brought ample sunlight into the room. The floor was covered with carpets embroidered with exquisite patterns. The edges of the room were decorated with vases, sculptures and other colorful decorations. On the wall hung a huge landscape painting. Surrounding the center of the room, there was a circle of comfortable single sofas.
At this time, there were more than ten different figures sitting on the sofas. They were men and women, old and young. Some were dressed in shabby clothes, like people randomly pulled from the street. Some were well-dressed and rich. Some were dressed very fancy, like they came out of a play. These different people had different expressions, some were nervous, some were calm, and some were impatient. When the man with a half mask pushed the door into the living room with Adele, all of them couldn't help but focus their attention on him.
"You're finally back... Are you here yet?"
Looking at the man who just came in, a fat gentleman sitting on the sofa spoke impatiently, and the masked man also responded respectfully immediately.
"That's it, Mr. Dupont. Miss Briouze is the last person left. Now that she's here, we can get started."
The masked man said this, then he turned around and continued speaking to Adele beside him.
"Ms. Briouze, please take a seat now."
"Thank you for leading the way."
Adele, who was wearing sunglasses, responded lightly, then walked to an empty single sofa in the room, sat down and began to observe the situation around her silently. The masked man breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Adele sitting down, then walked to the middle of the living room, looked around at everyone, and spoke in a raised voice.
"Dear guests of noble descent, I am sorry for the long wait. I am very glad that you have accepted my invitation and come from afar to gather here. I am the one who has been communicating with you through letters. Since I was born, I have been serving the true masters of this country."
'He is Mr. F...' Watching the masked man standing in the middle of the living room introducing himself, Adele couldn't help but think thoughtfully in her heart. To be honest, the aura displayed by Mr. F at the moment was much weaker than she had expected.
"Ladies and gentlemen, no matter what your current situation is? How is your life? You all have precious blood flowing in your bodies. This blood comes from the people that our family has always served. It belongs to the true masters of this country. Thousands of years ago, this blood was trampled and ravaged by the mob. Those ungrateful guys forgot the history of Farajo and forgot who saved their ancestors..."
Mr. F stood in the middle of the living room with his hands spread out, looking somewhat excited, and began his speech. The many men and women sitting around him had different reactions to his speech. Some of them who were well-dressed were indifferent or even indignant, while more ordinary people who were not so well dressed showed obvious impatience. One of them was a young man with a dusty body who looked like a gangster, just waved his fist and spoke loudly.
"Hey! Man, stop wasting time and get straight to the point. We're here to look for inheritance, not to listen to you bragging about our ancestors!"
Interrupting Mr. F's speech, the young man spoke with a disrespectful look, and his words obviously aroused the anger of an old gentleman. He stomped hard on the cane in his hand and spoke in a harsh voice.
"Where did this wild boy come from to be so rude! This is a review of the glory of Persia and a condemnation of the mob. How could you interrupt it by saying such words at this time!"
"Ah... hey... old gentleman, don't be so excited. We are all here for the treasure. We just want to speed up the process. It's nothing. Since we are all sitting here, we are relatives. If you have anything to say, just say it." Looking at the excited old gentleman, the gangster youth spread his hands and spoke frankly. His words irritated the old gentleman so much that he couldn't help but get anxious again.
"Relatives... Who are you related to? Who is related to a lowly kid like you? I..."
"Enough, stop arguing, Mr. Martin, Mr. Luke. Now is not the time to quarrel..." Seeing that the situation was slightly out of control, Mr. F immediately spoke up again to stop them. After a while of trying to calm them down, he managed to restore order on the scene with great difficulty, and then continued to speak.
"You are all noble people from all over the world. We have gathered you here mainly to further unite the orthodox power that has been gradually dispersed in this country. There is a noble connection between your bloodlines. Please do not arbitrarily oppose each other and create barriers..."
Mr. F said this in a soothing manner, and after seeing that the scene had finally been completely stabilized, he finally changed the subject and got to the point, talking about a topic that most people at the scene were concerned about.
"Although the orthodox power of this country is still there, it has been broken, and our family's mission is to find a way to reunite it. For decades, we have been studying the people and things left by Persia, trying to find the key point that can gather power. The clues to the heritage treasure we found this time are our biggest discovery and success in recent years.
"This heritage treasure was discovered during our family's long-term research on Persian relics. The heir of this treasure is Charles, the King of Costumes, a king who could make Farajo proud. He created countless great achievements and built many great works in his lifetime. He has thousands of legends surrounding him and is one of the most famous kings in Farajo. This treasure is an extremely dazzling one among the thousands of legends surrounding him."
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