The man didn't express much emotion; there was more ground below the banquet hall, which was the final destination of this trip.
Below the banquet hall lies the core of power within the entire Grand Alliance.
The alliance leader and several deputy alliance leaders all live down here, and they also conduct their daily work and issue orders down here.
The officer was taking them to meet the vice-leaders in charge of personnel movement within the Grand Alliance.
The officer knocked on the door of the joint office, and a man in military uniform came out. He looked them over before stepping aside.
The officer had already informed the joint office by phone when he decided to let Yimu and his men in.
At this moment, several vice leaders were sitting in their offices, sizing up the six people who had entered.
Yu Die didn't see her father, and the face in front of her was completely unfamiliar, which made her feel a little flustered.
There were four people sitting at the table: three men and one woman.
Of the three men, one was slightly younger, while the other two looked quite old.
The woman had short hair, and although she wore makeup, the deep wrinkles around her eyes betrayed her age.
The young man asked a few simple questions, and the officer told him that Yu Die was Yu He's daughter.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the people present all flashed with varying degrees of shrewdness.
The lean old man asked first, "When was the last time your father contacted you?"
Yu Die glanced uneasily at Xiang Qing, who nodded almost imperceptibly.
Yu Die breathed a sigh of relief and told the truth: "It was a year ago when my father told me to come to the Major Leagues as soon as possible."
"Besides this, has anything else been mentioned to you?"
Yu Die shook her head: "He kept urging me to come over quickly, but we were trapped at that time, so we didn't come immediately."
The lean old man nodded and said nothing more.
The kind-looking, smiling old man next to him looked at Xiang Qing and asked him who he was.
Xiang Qing remained calm and composed, saying, "I'm just a nobody; you definitely wouldn't recognize me."
The kind-looking old man raised an eyebrow and let out a long "oh".
"Xiang Yuanshan was once a famous figure in the capital. How did you, his only son, become an unknown nobody?"
The forced smile on Xiang Qing's face vanished, and he stared intently at the old man before him, trying to discern a familiar face.
The old man stopped looking at him and instead focused his gaze on Yimu.
"This young man is really good-looking, and he looks somewhat familiar."
Yi Mu stepped forward unhurriedly, pulled out a stool, and sat down.
He picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the table, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and his mouth was filled with sweetness.
It's been almost a year since I've had any fresh fruit, and my taste buds have almost forgotten what sweet and refreshing tastes like.
The officer was furious when he saw Yi Mu being so presumptuous in front of the vice leaders and drew his gun from its holster.
The only woman among the four glanced at him and coldly told him to get out.
The officer felt a chill run down his spine and turned to leave.
Yi Mu met the gaze of the kind-looking old man who resembled Maitreya Buddha, took a big bite of the apple, and chewed it in large mouthfuls as if it were meat.
After swallowing the shredded fruit, he revealed his gleaming white teeth and gave the old man a cold smile.
"Long time no see, you old geezer."
The old man wasn't angry; instead, a twisted expression appeared on his orange-peel-like face.
Ever since Yimu sat down in front of him, he has become indifferent to everything else.
He stared at Yimu with a frenzied expression, like an artist looking at a flawless work of art, or a gambler seeing a truckload of money.
Xiang Qing frowned, his chubby, short hand reaching out to Yi Mu. His voice trembled as he sighed, "We've been looking for you for three years, and you've delivered yourself right to our doorstep. We've really been searching high and low!"
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