After leaving the Bureau of Cultural Relics, Qi Yun hurried to meet Fu Wentao, who was about to attend a financial summit in Germany, making the timing very urgent.
Chaoyang District, a luxurious villa on the mountainside.
In the courtyard stood seven or eight burly men, all dressed in black suits, each with sharp eyes and a calm demeanor.
If you look closely, you'll notice that the temples of these people are slightly protruding compared to ordinary people, a sign of external martial arts training at its peak.
Qi Yun stepped into the villa, feeling a strong sense of oppression as he passed by these men, as if suddenly short of breath.
Behind him, Xiao Wu seemed unfazed, merely curiously observing these people.
By the pavilion, Fu Wentao was sitting on a recliner sipping tea, waving at Qi Yun upon seeing him arrive.
"Went to see Xiao Hanguang?"
