Chapter 529: Dinner Showdown

go unpunished, but we will absolutely not wrongly accuse an innocent person!” He Jianhou was over sixty years old, and in the Empire, he was considered a highly respected figure. He was very dissatisf...Having received Ye Fan's affirmation, Jin Long continued to explain in detail: "Every oligarch or warlord who takes the stage wants to win over only their own tribe and those tribes friendly to them... As for other tribes within the country, they become targets of oppression, even massacres and plunder! This is the root cause of chaos. Think about it, a small country has dozens of races. Today, one race produces a general who takes power and slaughters the other races. After a few years, another clan produces a general who slaughters this race again... back and forth, this is what falls into a cycle of endless turmoil!"

Seeing that Li Su seemed to be deep in thought, Jin Long continued, "The mine controlled by Kunka definitely isn't the territory of his own tribe. The miners we saw today are probably the indigenous people of this place. Therefore, besides slaughtering them, Kunka must have enslaved them."

At this moment, Li Su's lips moved slightly as if she wanted to speak.

Ye Fan directly spoke, “Civilization is always built on bloodshed and war. So, if you look at it from the opposite side, you see brutality. But on the other hand, it's a step-by-step progression towards civilization. Therefore, Li Su, as a qualified member of Longya, you shouldn't be influenced by external factors. You are not one of them, so what you see is just the surface. Remember, no matter what happens next, just pretend you didn't see anything. When dealing with people like Kunka, you must be extremely cautious.”

Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, both Li Su and Jin Long nodded silently.

"Alright, everyone rest up for now. Who knows what else awaits us next. Anyway, Kunka is a tough one to deal with." After filling his stomach, Ye Fan mumbled and walked to the bed in the rest room, lying down and falling asleep directly.

Li Su's heart seemed to be struggling, and Jin Long spoke again: "Sister Su, don't think too much. Many things are not something we can or are able to do. Ye Fan is right, the real challenge is coming next. Let's not disgrace Long Nü."

After finishing his words, Jinlong also walked straight to another bed and lay down. They had hardly rested since leaving in the morning and taking a bumpy flight.

Seeing the confusion that flashed across Li Su's face, Ye Fan let out a soft sigh: This girl still needs to go through another transformation. But after this negotiation, she will definitely grow up a lot. Perhaps this is also the reason why Long Nu let Li Su follow him

In the evening, Kunka invited Ye Fan to have dinner together. Li Su, stimulated by what she had experienced during the day, didn't seem to have recovered from her perception of brutality and extravagance. She didn't seem to have much appetite either, so she stayed in her room and didn't join them.

This dinner was authentic Western cuisine, and the steak was cooked very well... Looking around at the luxurious restaurants, every piece of decor was exquisitely detailed. General Kunka across from Ye Fan held his knife and fork, seeming very quiet. Ye Fan even had a moment of illusion.

The bottle of red wine on the table was from France, produced by a very famous French winery, and it was even a limited edition. To be able to drink such good wine in this place shows just how high Kunka's standards for life are.

For a moment, Ye Fan suddenly felt a strange understanding of this brutal warlord! This person seemed to have a peculiar obsession with the European aristocratic lifestyle. It could be seen that everything in his palace was seemingly trying to imitate the way of life of European nobles.

This is a kind of imitation with complex inferiority complexes that people born at the bottom carry.

After the meal, Kunka again ordered the waiter to bring fruit and dessert, as well as some drinks and wine. Seeing the waiter pour a glass of red wine for Ye Fan, Kunka also raised her glass and clinked it with Ye Fan's, then smiled at him: "How do you think my English is"

“Well, that’s good.” Ye Fan didn't expect him to ask this question. However, Kunka immediately told him the answer. Kunka took a sip of his drink, seemingly intentionally glancing at Ye Fan twice before casually saying, "My English, I learned from my previous investment consultant. He was American."

At this point, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his plump face. He then said, "Of course, I learned about it later, he was a spy planted by the US beside me to monitor me."

Ye Fan nodded slightly, but he felt Kunta's pair of eyes like venomous snakes, always staring at him.

"Want to know how he died" At that moment, Kunka reached over and wiped his hands with a white towel, but then suddenly pressed himself down and asked in a low voice.

Ye Fan put down the red wine glass in his hand and shrugged.

“He later died, becoming dinner for my lion.” At this point, Quenca let out a strange chuckle, the fat on his face quivering. He paused as he spoke, seeming to gather himself, stretching his shoulders before continuing, “My lion, he loves eating humans. Especially those who betray me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled wickedly at Ye Fan, his eyes gleaming with a chilling coldness.

The callous hand, dripping with blood, belonged to a man whose heart had turned as cold as stone. In Kunka's eyes, human life was probably worth no more than an ant.

Ye Fan probably had understood his meaning, but he just smiled slightly, picked up a piece of fruit and put it in his mouth.

"Mr. Ye, I have high hopes for you." Kunka's tone suddenly changed, and he said with a smile: "But, I don't want to see one day that the dinner on my lion's table is your solid muscles..." He chuckled, then his voice turned harsh and straightforward: "Mr. Ye, will you betray me"

When he said this, there was a hint of both question and threat in his voice. At the same time, his emotionless eyes were fixed on Ye Fan, as if he wanted to see something from Ye Fan's expression.

Ye Fan looked straight into Kunka's eyes. Having fought in the underworld for so many years, Ye Fan had seen gazes more venomous than Kunka's. And those eyes, they all ended up dead at his hands. Perhaps they were now having dinner with God

His eyes sparkled, holding a faint smile that conveyed his intentions.

It seemed Kunka was slightly disappointed not to see the fear reaction he desired. However, upon seeing Ye Fan's composed expression, a glimmer of admiration flashed across his face.

At this moment, a silent war of words and minds has already begun between the two. It all comes down to who will be the ultimate victor. There is no smoke, yet it is more intense than any battle. Especially Kinka's eyes, colder than a viper by several degrees. If they were ordinary people, they would have long since collapsed.

This Kunka being able to become the leader, it seems truly isn't simple ah. Ye Fan thought in his heart.

This Mr. Ye from Huaxia is the only mission I can admire. Kunka stared at Ye Fan, and a thought popped into his mind.

The two people stared silently at each other, the atmosphere growing more and more tense...advantage of you" Ye Fan pretended to be angry, but in fact, he was just talking nonsense.Murong Xue furrowed her small brow, looking very unwilling.Ye Fan was stunned. He had heard that in ancient ti...