Chapter 244: The Enemy Meets

"Don't be impulsive." Seeing Du Di'an's expression, Fulin sighed and reassured: "We don't have evidence in our hands, even if we know that they have made false accounts and relied on our money, there is no way to get justice, although now you He is an envoy, and his identity is different from before, but the brighter the halo on his body, the more attention it will attract. At this time, we must not lose the big because of the small, and when we have a lot of savings in the future, we will slowly settle the account. "

Seeing the worry in the old man's eyes, Du Di'an raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "I will handle this matter, don't worry, people are fragile, whether they are senior hunters or ordinary people, They are all equally fragile, to destroy a precision machine, it does not require a big axe to destroy it, sometimes a hair as small as dust can make it dismembered.”

Fulin looked at the deep, ghostly darkness in his eyes, only to feel that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped a bit, and there was an inexplicable trembling in his heart, as if the person standing in front of him was not a human boy, but a dark and evil figure. skeleton monster.

"Now, let's go to the banquet first." A smile suddenly appeared on Du Di'an's face, and his temperament was as gentle as a spring breeze in the blink of an eye.

Fulin had a trance-like illusion, and before he had time to carefully investigate his previous feelings, he was reminded by Du Di'an's words, and he immediately reacted, saying: "Yes, yes, it's getting late, go to the banquet first, and I'll talk about this later. , This banquet has invited nobles from all walks of life, and it is a great opportunity for us to take this opportunity to win over other nobles, which is a rare time to gather people."

Du Di'an smiled and helped him out of the room.

Fulin explained to the housekeeper outside, prepared the carriage, and the two went to the place where the banquet was held—St. Petersburg in the Temple of the Elements.

St. Petersburg used to be a cathedral of the Holy See of Light. Later, after Mount Degas became the headquarters of the Temple of the Elements, the nearest St. Petersburg also became a place to provide services for the Temple of the Elements.

The sun is gradually fading, the sky is dark and the stars are shining.

Outside the manor in front of St. Petersburg, dozens of carriages were parked, all of them were nobles from all over the business district, covering various consortiums, whether they were high-class nobles or some destitute nobles who wanted to rise, they all came in person. After all, this is the character who won the 'Era' medal in the Temple of Elements. Although there are some consortiums who know Du Di'an, such as Scott and Mellon Consortium, they don't care much about Du Di'an, but they dare not care about the 'era' of the Temple of Elements medal.

The sky just turned dark, and the Sanctuary oil lamps were lit outside the manor. This is the top sesame oil, none of which comes from the body of the golden beast. Even in the castles of some high-class nobles, it is only used in restaurants, study bedrooms, etc. Local use, unlike here, directly in the street lamps outside the manor, in this faint scent of Sanskrit, even the guards on duty feel alive, and exhaustion is swept away.

Carey and several other colleagues received VIPs from various parties at the door,

A few words one by one, in the aristocratic circle and the temple of elements, Carey is an acquaintance and has a wide network of contacts. He just sent two nobles away when he saw a carriage coming outside, saw the flag above, and immediately looked at His eyes lit up, "Come on."

The carriage stopped, and Du Dian helped Fulin to get out of the car together, followed by Fulin's son Sandro, who served behind him like a junior.

"Mr. Du." Carey stepped forward immediately and laughed: "As the protagonist tonight, you are a little late."

Du Dian shrugged: "traffic jam."

Carey smiled helplessly, and said to Fulin next to him: "This is the old patriarch Fulin, and his body is still so strong, you really found a treasure."

"Luck, luck." Flynn laughed.

"Please come inside, it's windy outside." Carey immediately invited and led the way.

The three entered the manor and came to St. Petersburg. The luxurious and thick door that could accommodate more than ten people entering at the same time slowly opened, and golden light swayed from the inside, hitting the three of them, and the laughter and laughter inside followed. , the first thing that catches the eye is the grand hall, which is extremely luxurious but full of retro solemnity, and the glass chandeliers that are extremely exquisite and can be called works of art. Naturally, it is not electricity, but Brahma oil.

"Go and do it, let's go around." Du Di'an said to him.

Carey said with a smile: "Okay, there are a lot of people now, I'll go to receive you first, and come back to accompany you later."

After Carey left, Du Dian helped Fulin to the hall, and saw that there were several huge long tables filled with all kinds of fresh fruits, cakes, wines, and exquisite wines, and some nobles who knew each other stood chatting together, He smiled in a low voice, and his manners showed the etiquette and self-cultivation of aristocrats.

"I didn't expect that I was fortunate enough to come to St. Petersburg." Flynn sighed: "My father came here once when I was young and didn't bring me with me, but now it's because of you that I came here in person, which is as luxurious as the legends outside. Atmospheric, it is estimated that only top-level master craftsmen can create such a majestic and atmospheric castle."

Du Dian smiled, picked up a few plates of low-sugar pastries on the table and handed them to him, saying, "Let's have something to eat, let's sit by the side."

"Well." Fulin nodded, came to sit down on the sofa in the rest area next to him, and smiled at Du Di'an: "Go play by yourself, don't accompany this bad old man like me, you are not young, take this opportunity if you can hook up A few noble ladies are quite nice."

Du Dian glanced at him helplessly and said, "I'm afraid I can't find someone worthy of my age."

"No, although 16 or 17 years old is a bit old, it's not uncommon. After the age of 20, it's rare. You can still meet them. Look at a few over there, go." Fulin said with a smile.

Du Di'an glanced in the direction of his finger. Several noble ladies around the age of 14 or 15 gathered together to chat and laugh. He retracted his gaze and said to Fulin: "Then I will walk around, you have a good rest. After speaking, he came to the center of the hall, wandered around, glanced at the nobles who came, and his keen hearing could distinguish the words they were whispering and chatting. Nobles like to talk about things and interests.

"Anyone from the Bron family..." Du Dian's eyes fell on a middle-aged man, and his peaceful expression suddenly became gloomy. This man's face is familiar to him. Although he has only seen it once, he firmly , Engraved deeply in his heart, it is Jenny's father, Srudi.

At this moment, there are a few nobles around Srudi, chatting with him with wine. In such an occasion, wine is a perfect additive, so that people who meet for the first time will not be too awkward and restrained to greet each other.

"Little devil, don't look around, look at the road." Suddenly, a figure sounded from behind.

Du Dian looked back, but it was a fat middle-aged man with a few strands of white hair on his temples. He should be almost fifty years old. He looked slightly startled. , I suddenly remembered that when I first became a scavenger and participated in the banquet of the Mellon consortium, the person I met at the door, a few years later, the appearance and figure of the other party have changed a little, so that I didn't recognize it for a while.

"Metz?" Du Di'an looked up at him and said his name softly. He had only heard these two words once, but he remembered them heavily in his heart, and also remembered that time when he was forced to bow his head by the powerful. humiliation.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You know me?"

Seeing him admit, the coldness in Du Dian's eyes suddenly subsided, and he said indifferently: "Your collar is good, I hope you can wear it longer." After speaking, he turned and left.

collar? The middle-aged man looked down at the exquisite men's necklace hanging on his neck, which was a work of art that he specially asked the master to forge. Looking at the back of Du Di'an leaving, he reacted and suddenly became a little angry, but on such an occasion, the noble's Cultivation made him hold back the act of shouting directly, but just stared at him fiercely, secretly remembering Du Di'an's appearance. (To be continued.)