"Do I really have to go meet that guy?"

"Sir, there is nothing we can do about this. Zhidong already knows that you are the mastermind behind the Lin family. They have invited you to a banquet in the name of the Northland Bank. If you don't go, I'm afraid the problem will be exposed, right?"

"Where is that damned bastard Tartaglia? Is the food good?"

"...So you are worried about this? Mr. Tartaglia has chosen Crescent Moon Pavilion as the venue, so the quality of the food should be guaranteed." Lin Qingshi wiped away a sweat that didn't actually exist and answered respectfully.

Luo Mu snorted coldly, and he casually grabbed and took out a short blade out of thin air. He casually hid the knife into the inner pocket of his windbreaker and inserted the steel needle in his hand into his hair.

"When the Fatui search people, they have to let them watch out for something lethal, otherwise how can they feel at ease?" Looking at Lin Qingshi, whose expression was a little dazed, Luo Mu said unhappily.

"Yes, yes, yes," Lin Qingshi nodded repeatedly, "Also, the shadow group secret guards you arranged have been scattered inside and outside Xinyue Pavilion. If the situation is not right, they can take action immediately."

"Yes, sure." Luo Mu finally arranged the poison needle hidden in his collar and said casually, "Report our current arrangements to Ningguang."

"Report?" Lin Qingshi hesitated for a moment: "But... sir, our current deployment is basically at the level of a quasi-military conflict. It would be embarrassing to report it to Lord Ningguang..."

After staying in Pangumi for a long time, this old man, who was originally devoted to business, also learned a lot about tactics and strategies.

but……

"I told you to stay away from those rough martial artists. Don't you have any political sensitivity?" Luo Mu scolded him angrily, "I just want to tell Lady Ningguang that when I meet you, I am completely defenseless. We are honest with each other. When socializing with the Fatui, I am always ready to take action. I have nothing but suspicion."

"You don't really think that the Group of Fools and I are really trying to reach some substantive agreement, do you?" Luo Mu snorted coldly.

"It's nothing more than alienating each other and forging a chain of suspicion. It's really boring that crows on the same tree have to slander each other..."

In fact, compared to high-end restaurants with a distinct "business style" such as Liuliting and Xinyuexuan, Luo Mu prefers friendly restaurants such as Wanmintang. Whether the food is delicious or not is another matter, but in Wanmintang, Luo Mu can feel the taste of "people" more clearly.

Ah Shi: Nonsense! It’s because the gentleman is too stingy and doesn’t want to take us to Liuliting for dinner!

Luo Mu: ...

The time on the invitation was in the evening, and the Lin family was not far from Xinyuexuan, so Luo Mu lingered in the Lin family mansion for a while before slowly walking out.

In short, no matter how rude it is, Luomu has only one attitude towards this matter: I am a staunch proletarian revolutionary, and wine and women will never shake my feelings for Liyue! Tartaglia, Fatui, you are my eternal enemies!

Unless your queen gives the throne to me...

Arriving at the entrance of Xinyuexuan, a high-end and elegant building, Luo Mu stopped. He looked around secretly, then moved his fingers slightly and made a gesture of crossing his index finger and middle finger together.

This gesture means: take control of the situation. If possible, block all spies from all organizations except Tianming.

Attitude is attitude, principles are principles, but business can still be done, and you can do business with anyone.

Tartaglia's purpose of meeting him today was to make him and Ningguang suspicious of each other and prevent them from fully cooperating. However, his plan was meaningless from the beginning, because Luomu had no trust in the Seven Stars of Liyue. For him, Ningguang was just a mutually beneficial transaction. Since it was just a transaction, there was no loyalty or disloyalty.

Similarly, since it is a transaction, why can't we do it with Zhidong?

Led by a pretty maid, Luo Mu, dressed in black and like the night rolling back, came to a secluded private room. Two Fatui members wearing formal attire and masks came forward silently and searched Luo Mu.

Luo Mu cooperated with a smile. He watched the two of them take out the steel needles, poison needles, knives, and daggers that he had prepared from his body one by one and put them on a tray beside him. The number of them was so large that even the maid beside him was a little stunned.

"Sir...you are really cautious." She forced a smile.

Luo Mu smiled slightly.

"I learned this from a certain Master Xiao Fan. This is how he arranged his banquet at the palace." He said. Just as the maid was still thinking about who the "Master Xiao Fan" Luo Mu was talking about was, Luo Mu's next words made her smile a little stiff.

"Lord Ningguang, are you so worried about me?" There was a chill in Luo Mu's smile. He pushed out the tip of his tongue and spat out a thin blade that he had pressed under his tongue to the side.

The maid, whose identity was exposed, smiled awkwardly. She reluctantly said, "Of course I'm not worried about you, sir. I'm worried about... that person."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Luo Mu seemed to accept this statement. He patted the head of the female Fatui who was still groping around his boots in a reproachful manner.

"Hey, that's enough. I didn't even say I was going to search your young master's body, and you two are still not done here. You two finally met each other, so just go and have a romance instead of talking nonsense here. If he and I want to make a move, you two can't stop us."

Hearing Luo Mu's words, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the two Fatui.

"you……"

"Don't you see what I do? Is it a secret that you two are a couple?" Luo Mu pushed the two people away and was about to push open the door of the private room. "Oh, by the way," he took back a step and said to the pretty maid, "You are a bow practitioner, right? Next time, pretend to be a beautiful girl, cover up the calluses on your joints, and don't squint your eyes out of habit. Let someone else serve the dishes later."

After saying these irrelevant words, he pushed open the door and strode in. The door painted with cranes and green bamboos slowly closed, and the three remaining spies stared at each other.

Inside the house, there was a quaint square table filled with delicacies served in exquisite bowls and plates. The young "young master" Tartaglia was sitting by the window, his back straight, looking at Luo Mu with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Mr. Jun Bai." He smiled.

"Young Master." Luo Mu smiled in return. He sat opposite the Young Master and raised his hand slightly. A dark aura that seemed to be able to swallow the sky and the earth quickly swept across the entire room. It seemed that some huge and filthy monster passed by this room and cast its shadow here.

"There's no need to be so cautious, right?" The young master's smile was still so sincere: "We shouldn't have any conflicts, so why would you be so wary of me?"

Luo Mu snorted coldly.

"You and I do the same job." He smiled, "So there's no need for us to say anything polite about trusting each other."

"Let me put this here for now. I don't have a good impression of the Fatui's executive. If the person sitting opposite me was not you, but that doctor, he would be dead by now." Luo Mu said coldly.

"I see, I see." The young master nodded in sudden enlightenment: "It seems that in your eyes, I am still negotiable, so I will also say this in advance."

"There is absolutely no political purpose or consideration in this meeting with you. I just want to make a deal with your organization."

"trade what?"

"I'll specify rare minerals as payment, and as for the trading items..." The young master smiled and nodded his mask.

"How about this thing?"

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