Chapter 171 The OP means the price has already been paid...
Lenk handed the things to the bugs sent by Keppel, and felt uneasy on the way back.
Twenty days had passed since Nan Qi asked him for help last time. The military supplies needed to be replenished, so he had the opportunity to come out.
As soon as he left the Kron galaxy and arrived at the supply planet, he secretly left the team and contacted Keppel. He confirmed what Nan Qi said with Keppel and also determined the handover location of the things.
But Keppel's vague words cast a shadow over his already worried heart.
Do you want to tell Bai?
The thought suddenly crossed Lenk's mind, but he quickly suppressed it. Telling Bai Ye would be useless; it would only make him worry. Nan Qi was right; Bai was already worried enough; he couldn't burden him any more.
But then again, if I don’t tell Bai, if something really happens to Nan Qi, will Bai regret it?
"You really gave me a difficult problem." Lunke was confused and finally decided to keep the matter secret for the time being and decide whether to tell Bai after getting the result.
Sitting tiredly in the chair, Lunke pinched his eyebrows and felt like his headache was about to explode.
On the other side, the female insect that received the space pendant did not dare to delay for a moment and drove the speed-type mecha to make continuous jumps, shortening the journey that originally took half a month to four days.
After receiving the things, Keppel did not delay and handed them to Pu Bo through the black market while Ai You was away. Although Pu Bo was curious about the source, seeing that he did not say anything, he readily agreed to help with the testing.
After Pu Bo left, Keppel went to Fengshengheli Tower.
He didn't know if it was a coincidence or some mysterious power was controlling it in secret, but after talking with Nan Qi that day, he found an opportunity to go to Fengshengheli Tower, but was surprised to find that the Fengshengheli Tower, which was always crowded with people, was actually closed.
Keppel's heart skipped a beat, and an unknown chill rose up in his heart, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.
After leaving Fengshengheli Tower, he asked along the way about what had happened in Fengshengheli Tower recently. All he got was that nothing special had happened, except that three days ago the owner suddenly said that he would close the store for a while. As for how long the closure would last, the owner said it depended on his mood.
The kind-hearted vendor who told Keppel the novel said, "I think the poster may have gotten in trouble with some untouchable force, so he can't afford to offend but can avoid it."
Keppel didn't believe this. When other countries joined forces to crack down on the black market because of Fengshenghelilou, Fengshenghelilou did not close down. It is even more impossible for it to close down now.
Keppel left the black market with a heavy heart. These days, he has been visiting the black market whenever he has the chance. The Fengshengheli Building has been closed.
I thought I would be disappointed today as well, but unexpectedly Fengshengheli Tower opened its doors.
It’s not accurate to say that the door was open, as it was still closed. There were only two waiters with handsome faces but indeterminate race standing outside the door.
A customer came forward wanting to sell information, but the waiter ignored him. The customer was so annoyed that he stopped asking.
Seeing this, Keppel paused and was thinking about how to get through the door when he saw the two waiters who had been staring at him and keeping silent just now suddenly smiled brightly when they saw him.
Keppel was shocked, thinking that his identity had been seen through, but then he thought it was impossible.
Putting aside the fact that he is just a Zerg prince, whether Fengshenghelilou would care or not, he is wearing a mask and a cloak, and you can't tell who he is from his appearance. How could he smile at him just because he sees through his identity?
But the next second, a layer of sweat broke out on Keppel's back. He looked at the two waiters who called out his name accurately in shock, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
The waiter remained unfazed by the stares, and continued with a smile, "Your Highness, don't be afraid. Whatever Fengshengheli Tower wants to know, it will definitely be known. We have no ill intentions. The owner of the building has invited you, and we will tell you whatever you want to know."
Landlord! Keppel was shocked again.
The Fengshengheli Tower has stood for who knows how many years, and no living being has ever seen the owner of this tower.
People speculate that the owner of Fengshengheli Tower is the master of the black market.
But Keppel had really met the Lord of the Black Market, and his life was also hanging by a thread by the shoulder by the Lord of the Black Market. At that time, he asked the Lord of the Black Market if he was the owner of the Fengshengheli Tower.
The black market lord denied it. He only said that Fengshengheli Tower was related to him, but he was not the owner of the tower.
At that time, he thought the owner of this post was too mysterious, even harder to see than the owner of the black market.
However, the OP, who was so hard to see and whom no one had ever met, suddenly said today that he wanted to meet him and even sent a waiter to wait for him here.
Although Fengshenghelilou was known for its intelligence, the thought of him knowing everything was enough to make Keppel's heart beat wildly.
Keppel took a deep breath, suppressed his discomfort, and said in a deep voice, "Lead the way."
"Okay, this way, please." A waiter led Keppel to the back of the Fengshengheli Building, and another waiter trotted to clear the way.
Soon Keppel was in the backyard, a space never seen by any of the customers.
There is a corridor here with a rockery and a pool in the middle. Occasionally, a few red shadows can be seen flashing in the pool.
The waiter who showed us the way explained with a smile, "Those are the koi fish the host raises. They're said to attract wealth and ward off evil. I don't know if they do, but the host has killed batch after batch."
Keppel: “…”
No, does this waiter have some kind of social disorder? Is it really okay for him to complain about his immediate boss like this?
Keppel didn't say anything, and the waiter wasn't embarrassed either. He introduced everything as he walked, and didn't stop until he reached a two-story building with a very quaint appearance in the deepest part of the backyard.
The waiter who was running in front to clear the way was also guarding in front of the building. The door of the small building was opened, and Keppel could vaguely see some furnishings inside the small building.
After the waiter stood still, he said respectfully, "Your Highness, please go in by yourself. The owner is waiting for you inside. We will wait outside the door."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Keppel narrowed his eyes slightly and walked into the small building without hesitation.
We have already come here and entered the territory of Fengshengheli Tower. It is too late to regret.
As soon as I entered the small building, the door behind me closed immediately.
At the same time, the lights in the living room came on. Unlike its quaint exterior, the interior of the building was very modern and expensive.
The beautiful crystal chandelier, comfortable leather sofa and handmade plush carpet are the most inconspicuous features in this space.
There was a whole wall of display cabinets on the side of the stairs leading to the second floor, and the cabinets were filled with the colorful crystals that they had been longing for.
Taking in his surroundings calmly, Keppel removed his mask and cloak and sat on the sofa. Now that his identity was clear, there was no need for disguise.
After sitting down, he poured himself a glass of water, drank two sips slowly, and then cleared his throat: "The host invited me here, not just to let me drink two glasses of water, right?"
Three rounds of applause came from the second floor, followed by a deep, magnetic, yet very lazy voice: "Your Highness, you are very courageous. Aren't you afraid that this is a trap?"
Keppel looked in the direction of the voice and chuckled, "I don't think I have anything worthy of the coveted owner of the famous Fengshengheli Tower, so I'm not afraid."
"rational."
A lazy voice approached along with footsteps, and a tall figure wearing comfortable and loose clothes appeared in front of Keppel.
Keppel frowned slightly. The poster was wearing a full-face mask that completely covered his face. Even his eyes were covered with white gauze, and he wore white gloves on his hands. There was really no chance to get a glimpse of his appearance.
As if sensing what Keppel was thinking, the host chuckled softly, "Don't blame me, Your Highness. It's really because I'm so ugly, and I'm afraid of scaring Your Highness, so I have no choice but to wear a mask to see you."
Keppel didn't respond, and he had no way to respond. The poster was so "considerate", so how could he ask the poster to see him in his true face?
Lowering his eyes slightly to look at the emerald green teacup in his hand, Keppel stopped dwelling on this and went straight to the point: "The host said he knew what I wanted. Is that true?"
The OP said: "Fengshenghelilou never lies, and never gives false information."
"You name a price. I will do my best to provide whatever the price is." Keppel put down the teacup and looked at the owner of the post, only to see the owner stretched out a finger and shook it at him.
Keppel frowned, "What do you mean, OP?"
"It means the price has already been paid," the host leaned forward slightly and looked Keppel in the eye, "so Your Highness does not need to pay anymore."
"Paid?" Keppel's brows furrowed even deeper. "Who was it?"
The host sat back down. "Your Highness, I can't tell you this. We have to protect our clients' privacy. I can only tell you that the other party has the same intentions as you and has no ill intentions. Of course, it's normal for Your Highness to have concerns. If you have concerns, you don't have to keep this information."
"So whether you want it or not, Your Highness can think about it. We still have plenty of time."
Keppel was silent. This matter was so strange that he had to be cautious.
The news was necessary, but he felt it was too hot to take it away without any cost.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Is the closure of Fengshenghelilou related to the information I want? This information is very important. So important that Fengshenghelilou, which is not afraid of being surrounded by other countries, is afraid of it?"
"Closing the shop is indeed related to the news that His Highness wants, but it's not because we're afraid. Fengshenghelilou is not afraid of anything."
The poster did not hide it, and her eyes covered by white gauze narrowed slightly. Even though Keppel could not see what the poster's eyes looked like, he could feel the gaze that was as real as a substance, and his nerves could not help but tense up.
The host seemed to sense Keppel's wariness, chuckled, and reassured him, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I mean no harm. Well, I can't tell you who paid the reward on your behalf, but I can give you a message."
"What news?" Keppel did not let down his guard because of the goodwill shown by the OP.
The host of the post didn't care. He would have been on guard too. "The news I'm sending you is what you want. This news is indeed very important because it is closely related to our Fengshengheli Tower."
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