The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 685 - 0: Find a Guide

The three sat down, and a waiter immediately poured tea for them.

The teacups were of that Qinghua porcelain from Jingdezhen, thin and luminous, fragrant and beautifully colored, easily identifiable as brewed from the leaves of ancient tea trees.

Chu Feng had once got his hands on some of these tea leaves, and even now, Long Fei had not finished them, with a pound costing over a hundred thousand.

Long Fei had broadened his horizons, truly feeling that one doesn’t know the scarcity of money until reaching Capital City.

A random restaurant in any alley managed to be this luxurious.

The wealthy here really began to pursue taste.

If this were in Binhai City, dining out meant going to those lavishly decorated restaurants.

Inviting someone to eat in such a small alley in Binhai city would be taken as an insult.

As the tea was finished, dishes were brought to the table one after another.

A waiter stood by, announcing each dish with a perfect Capital City accent, his voice sounding like he was performing a comic dialogue.

Indeed, it was a banquet fit for royalty, something neither Long Fei nor Chu Feng had heard of before.

There were three types of soup, all served in the kind of small bowls meant for drinking in one gulp.

Bird’s nest chicken soup, shark fin crab roe soup, and abalone with pearl sauce.

Long Fei conscientiously gave the bird’s nest chicken soup to Bai Jie’er, drank a bowl of shark fin crab roe soup himself, and passed the abalone with pearl sauce to Chu Feng.

The two were satisfied with this arrangement; Long Fei feasted on the bird’s nest like a sly fox, while Chu Feng held a special fondness for abalone.

The main dishes were numerous, such as the Imperial Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, reportedly made with eighteen ingredients and a secret broth blend.

Braised shark fin in soy sauce, made from yellow shark fins from Lv Songg Island and a broth of freshly stewed chicken.

Roasted deer tendon made from spotted deer tendon, white cabbage, goji berries, partridge, and a rich old chicken broth, simmered to perfection.

There were other dishes too; queen fish tongue with bear paw, rice wine lees with orangutan lips, faux leopard fetus, steamed camel hump, pear slices with steamed civet, steamed deer tail, cured pork slices, cured lamb slices, and rabbit loin with milk sac.

Indeed, it was a feast of rare and wild delicacies, bird’s nest, and abalone. The aim was luxury and extravagance, a step above the ordinary.

Looking at the table full of protected animals, Long Fei thought to himself that the forestry bureau comrades should really come and take a look.

Right under the nose of the emperor, people were brazenly eating these things.

"What a sin!"

He sighed, took a bite of bear paw, and commented, "Not bad in taste, but the bear paw isn’t wild, it’s missing that wild gamey taste!"

Bai Jie’er chuckled and said, "You make it sound like you’ve eaten wild ones before?"

Long Fei laughed, "Of course, I have. Last time I went to Devil Island, I almost got eaten by a Blind Bear. In the end, after a blow of my sword, I ended up eating it."

Chu Feng took a sip of the abalone soup, tightened his eyebrows, and said, "This abalone soup is smooth and tender, but it’s also lacking that gamey taste!"

"Get lost!"

Bai Jie’er laughed and cursed, immediately understanding his innuendo.

She, a veteran of many battles, actually blushed in front of Chu Feng and Long Fei.

"Do you guys know who owns this restaurant?"

Bai Jie’er sipped her soup and asked them both with an air of mystery.

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged glances, furrowing their brows, "It’s not a Yan Family business, is it?"

Bai Jie’er snapped her fingers in praise, "Not stupid at all! Didn’t you ask me to find out where the Yan Family’s old house is? The playboy who runs this restaurant is a collateral descendant of the Yan Family, usually arrogant and overbearing. But he’s the kind that bullies the weak and fears the strong. With just a little trick, he will obediently take you there."

"How can you be so sure he’ll be at the restaurant today?"

Long Fei asked.

Bai Jie’er chuckled, "Simple, I made an appointment with him. I expect he’ll be here soon."

Long Fei and Chu Feng gave each other a knowing smile, thinking that among the many women, Bai Jie’er was truly unique in her craftiness and courage.

Daring to host a feast on enemy territory, only she would do so.

Three people were drinking and eating, and once they had decided that today’s meal would be unpaid for, Long Fei and Chu Feng really began to eat their fill.

After clearing a table of dishes, they beckoned for the waitress to serve up another.

The two men were originally planning to save some money for Bai Jie’er, drinking only fifty-year-old Maotai.

But now, they switched to the hundred-year-old variety.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"The star of the show has arrived!"

Bai Jie’er said with a smile as she got up and opened the door.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes, of average height and slightly thin, stood outside.

"Big star, did you miss me?"

He laughed lecherously, reaching out to wrap his arms around Bai Jie’er’s waist.

Bai Jie’er nimbly dodged and, after closing the door, said to him with a coquettish chuckle, "Stop it, I want to introduce you to two friends."

The man frowned slightly, now noticing the two men seated inside.

He forced a smile and said, "Didn’t you say you were alone?"

Bai Jie’er replied with a grin, "Would you have come if I hadn’t said that?"

"You little rascal!"

The man pointed at Bai Jie’er playfully, took off his suit and handed it to Bai Jie’er to hang up on one side.

He took a seat opposite Long Fei and Chu Feng, deliberately rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to showcase the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

Last time in Xianggang, Lin Yingying had bought one for Long Fei.

The price was touching, nearly two million.

He sat down, lit a cigarette, and said dismissively to Long Fei and Chu Feng, "You two went to so much trouble, what do you want with me?"

Long Fei finished the soup in his bowl in one gulp, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said blandly to him, "Nothing much, we just need you to show us the way!"

"Show the way?"

The man chuckled, a bit smug, "You two using connections to get somewhere? Then you’ve found the right guy. I, Yan Wushuang, can talk to anyone in this territory, no matter how high ranking they are. However, my appearance fee is quite high, not sure you can afford it."

Long Fei replied with a light laugh, "Master Yan, don’t misunderstand. We’re not trying to connect with any high-ranking officials. We just want to go to the Yan Family Ancestral Grounds, that’s all!"

"Ah?"

Yan Wushuang was utterly confused and a little angry, "Are you trying to joke with me? The Yan Family Ancestral Grounds have always been available only to descendants of the Yan Family. Are you two out of your minds, going there for no reason?"

Long Fei said indifferently, "Not for no reason, just going there to kill someone."

Yan Wushuang slammed his palm on the table, stood up furiously, and cursed, "You’ve got some nerve, trying to be a big shot! Say that again and see if I don’t beat you to death!"

Bai Jie’er, with her arms crossed, chuckled softly, "Master Yan, don’t be angry. I forgot to introduce them. One is called Long Fei, the other is called Chu Feng. They have a score to settle with your family and plan to exterminate your clan at your house tomorrow!"

"Long Fei?"

At the mention of this name, Yan Wushuang immediately deflated, his complexion turning pale as he trembled, "Did you kill Yan Danni and the seven Elders?"

Long Fei responded with a faint smile, "Let’s say I did."

Damn it!

Yan Wushuang’s heart sank as he realized he had walked straight into Bai Jie’er’s trap.

With a thud, he kicked the table and turned to run outside.

A longsword whooshed out, its Sword Qi flashing and illuminating the entire room.

Before he could even open the door, the longsword was already pressed against the back of his neck.

The blade was so sharp that even a light touch pierced half an inch into his skin, blood spurting along the edge of the sword as Yan Wushuang let out a pained cry. His legs trembled and urine flowed from his crotch.

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