Chapter 993 Conversation

I held my chin with my hand and glanced at him lightly: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Cecil, the best-selling author, teahouse owner, and legendary busy man? How come you have time to meet this unknown little person like me? ?”

"What, what a busy man, I'm just busy all day long." Cecil took the towel handed over by Ju Jiemei and carefully wiped the nosebleed on his face.

"Are you busy? Don't be ridiculous." I said hoarsely: "I have read all the best-selling books you wrote. Not only me, but my family members have also read them. They are full of praise for your books. ah."

"That's ridiculous." Cecil threw the towel to the waiter aside, took a new one from Jiemei, and continued to wipe it: "I made those up, made them up, hehe."

"Making it up? Not necessarily." I twirled the water glass and said calmly: "Some of my elf friends seem to be very interested in the stories you compiled, and they want to invite you over to talk about the plot and chat with them. Creativity, talk about inspiration.”

Cecil was stunned, with a look of deep worry on his face.

I continued: "Originally, for the sake of my friends, I wanted to come over and have a heart-to-heart talk with you, but seeing as you are so busy, forget it and pretend that I have never been here and that we have never met. Anyway, you are well-connected and have many friends, so it doesn’t matter if I’m missing one.”

With that said, I put the water glass on the table, stood up, patted Cecil on the shoulder, and strode towards the door.

"Wait, wait, please wait a minute." Cecil ran up to me in panic, grabbed my arm, and said bitterly: "Please wait a minute, Mr. An Xiaoyi, please don't leave, please Don’t abandon me!”

I stopped and smiled: "Abandon you? Have I ever had any grudges with you? How to talk about abandoning or not abandoning? You have to remember that I have nothing to do with you. I sent you to Dashai City because of Rhodes For Ni’s sake, now that Rodney is dead, what relationship do I have with you?”

"Yes, of course I do," Cecil said hurriedly: "I still have value, a lot of value. You can use me, right?"

"Using you?" I said hoarsely: "What value do you have to me? I came to see you this time because I wanted to talk to you as a friend. Who would have thought that you would push back and show off? Son? You placed it in the wrong place."

I was about to kick Cecil away, but unexpectedly Ju Jiemei rushed over to me on her knees. She slapped herself in the face and said: "Master An Xiaoyi, I am blind and don't know what you are doing." My identity, it’s me, I’m blind, I didn’t see your brilliance clearly! For the sake of being friends with our boss, please spare him once, I will be at your disposal without any complaints. Please spare our boss!"

Faced with this scene, I was confused.

How does this make it sound like I'm a killer who wants to take Cecil's life?

I am innocent!

I have no intention of killing Cecil!

Just when I was about to explain, I realized that in front of me, almost all the waiters knelt down, begging me to spare Cecil this time.

I frowned and looked at Ju Jiemei with disgust, who was crying with snot and tears, and Cecil, who had another nosebleed because he didn't stop the bleeding in time. I said coldly: "Okay, this time I forgive you, and I hope it won’t happen again.”

After hearing this, Cecil hurriedly thanked him and wiped his nose vigorously with a towel. However, the pain caused him to hiss and inhale cold air because of too much force.

After treating the nosebleed, we went to the second floor and talked in a hidden room.

I said to Cecil: "That fox tribe woman is not simple, is she your mistress?"

Cecil smiled sheepishly: "She is a very capable woman, but sometimes she has no vision."

"Has no vision?" I shook my head: "It's not that this woman has no vision, but she relies too much on her own vision. How did you meet her?"

Cecil took a sip of water and said, "We met in Airui City."

"Her experience must be extraordinary."

"Well," Cecil said, "she used to be a prostitute, and I was a client at that time."

Having said this, he laughed obscenely.

"I think she is from the Fox tribe. She was probably sold there by human traffickers. She can't help herself and deserves sympathy." As I said that, I sighed: "It's just that when I came here early this morning, she refused to let me go. I feel angry when I see you, you know, I hope you can forgive me."

"I understand, I understand" Cecil said hehely: "That's it, this woman Ji Jiemei, she is always afraid that I will be targeted by some guys of unknown origin, and always wants to protect me."

"Okay, if you want to praise your woman, you should leave it to the bed to talk to her." I said calmly: "I am here this time because I have something to ask you."

"You want to ask why the elves want to find me about this?"

I nodded.

Cecil sighed and said, "Actually, they came to me just because I used my pen to make up stories about their ancestors."

I stared at him and said slowly: "Many of the stories you wrote are historical documents considered confidential by the elves. How do you know those things?"

Cecil smiled bitterly and said, "If I said that these were all things I heard when I was a troubadour, would you believe it?"

I shook my head and said seriously: "Tell me the truth and I'll protect you."

"You protect me?" Cecil sighed: "I believe you can protect me, so I beg you not to abandon me regardless of my dignity, but I don't know, how long can you protect me?"

"Then it depends on your sincerity," I said. "If you tell me the whole truth, I can ask my friends to protect you secretly."

"Your friends?" Cecil asked in confusion: "Who is so powerful that they can stop the elves?"

"You don't have to worry about it, or do you mean you don't believe me?"

"If this was in Airy City, Rodney was still alive, and he was still the third young master, maybe I wouldn't answer you." Cecil smiled bitterly: "But now, do you think I still have a choice?"

"Of course," I smiled, "You can choose yes or no."

"I trust you."

Cecil sighed, and then he slowly told a general story about what happened when he was a bard.

The specific content mainly includes where he has been, what he has seen and heard, what dangers he has experienced, and what documents he has read.

Cecil said: "Many of the stories of these legendary heroes that I wrote were compiled based on the fragments of historical documents found in ancient tombs."

"You mean the ancient tomb?" I frowned and asked, "Is it the ancient tomb of a legendary hero?"