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Jufeng hurried back home, needing the assistance of his wife to ensure that the meeting the next morning would go off without a hitch.
"Are you sure this will work?"
Romain sat upright on the sofa, allowing Vera to showcase her exceptional makeup skills on his face. At that moment, her graceful figure was closer than ever before, especially in front of him, where her not-so-full yet undeniably firm features were subtly highlighted beneath her thin shirt, stirring a rush of blood to his cheeks.
To ease the awkwardness, Romain quickly shifted his gaze and casually brought up a topic of conversation.
Vera, completely focused on beautifying Romain, found it amusing that he dared to question her abilities. However, she maintained a calm demeanor and replied flatly, "Whether it works or not, you'll see for yourself soon enough."
In truth, Romain had an immense trust in Vera's disguise skills. Just by observing how seriously she treated his appearance, he knew there was no need for doubt. Seeing that Vera remained composed reassured him slightly. With lingering apprehension, he stole another glance at her before closing his eyes to relax and await the outcome.
Before long, Vera announced that her masterpiece was complete. She examined her work closely and nodded repeatedly; although her expression didn’t change much, satisfaction was evident in her demeanor.
Turning around, she handed Romain a mirror with a sly smile and said, "Take a look and see if it’s good enough. I’ve done my best."
Romain took the mirror and was instantly taken aback. He exclaimed in surprise, "Is this really me?"
Vera hadn’t done much—just made some adjustments at the corners of his eyes and applied something akin to a Band-Aid while slightly stretching the area. Nevertheless, the transformation was striking; if one didn’t scrutinize closely, they might genuinely mistake him for someone else entirely.
"Isn’t this a bit too obvious? Won’t it raise suspicions?"
Romain was impressed by Vera's skills and felt deep admiration for her talent. However, the drastic change made him somewhat anxious; such a significant alteration could easily attract attention.
Vera calmly explained, "The reason I focused on your eyes is to avoid trouble. Just say you accidentally injured your eye and put on a Band-Aid—no one will suspect anything. Once the first batch of weapons returns, Yang Chou and the others won’t care about your appearance; they’ll overlook you completely."
Romain considered this and realized she was right; their focus would certainly be on the weapons, reducing their attention on him significantly.
With that settled, Romain felt reassured and ready for the next day when he would meet this long-lost monk.
The night passed without incident. The following morning, the entire Yang Chou tribe buzzed with excitement. News of their victory had spread like wildfire overnight, and everyone flooded into the streets to await the spoils of triumph. Of course, most people were unaware that this batch of weapons had been locally manufactured; only high-ranking officials like Yang Fang were privy to such secrets—information not meant for outsiders.
Jufeng arrived early at the villa area of Yang Chou, leading Hua Cheng and the others, but to their surprise, someone had arrived even earlier.
Yang Fang had hardly slept the entire night; dark circles were clearly visible under his eyes. However, he was in high spirits, his face beaming with joy. It wasn't until he saw Jufeng that his expression changed.
"Ah! Feng, what happened to your eye?"
Noticing the Band-Aid on the corner of Jufeng's eye, Yang Fang was taken aback, as the once handsome face now seemed less vibrant. He quickly asked.
Jufeng smiled helplessly and awkwardly replied, "To be honest, Yang Ge, I accidentally bumped my eye last night. There was still some blood this morning. I thought it would be unlucky to see red, so I put this on. Sorry for embarrassing you."
Yang Fang waved his hand dismissively. "What's embarrassing about that? In our line of work, injuries are common. But how did you manage to bump your eye at home?"
Hearing Yang Fang's question, Jufeng felt uneasy and didn't know how to respond. He stammered and fidgeted.
Yang Fang thought there was nothing wrong with it, but then a scene flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood. His gaze toward Jufeng became filled with ambiguity.
"Oh, I see! No worries; you're young after all. Just make sure to be careful!"
Jufeng's face turned slightly red at the comment, feeling embarrassed as he said, "I apologize for making you laugh."
Yang Fang chuckled and decided not to press further. He continued to look forward eagerly to the arrival of the new weapons. He couldn't help but marvel at how energetic young people were these days; they dared to try anything. Last night at Ju Feng's place must have been quite intense—he couldn't compare!
Having resolved the issue with his eye, Jufeng felt somewhat relieved and joined Yang Fang in waiting for the appearance of the aircraft.
After about an hour had passed and the bright morning sun blazed overhead, five aircraft slowly appeared in sight. As soon as they showed up, Yang Chou's group became excited.
Gradually, all five aircraft landed at the temporary transfer station. Yang Chou and a middle-aged man walked out of the villa together to greet them outdoors.
The middle-aged man was the leader who had narrowly lost to Yang Chou's group yesterday. Even though he hadn't secured the rights to the weaponry equipment, he wanted to personally welcome them because maintaining a good relationship with Azure Dragon Monk would have far-reaching implications for his future weaponry endeavors.
After a while, the spacecraft had landed, but the routine inspection was thorough, led by Chen Tan Hua. The checks were swift, completing the inspection of five spacecraft in just a minute. Following this, the Azure Dragon Monk, surrounded by dozens of subordinates, began to board a car heading towards the villa.
As the car stopped and people got out, Yang Chou and a middle-aged man stepped forward to warmly shake hands and greet the bald man who had exited. Jufeng was also positioned near the front of the crowd, allowing him to clearly see the monk's expression. Indeed, he was the same monk they had encountered on Pirate Planet!
Jufeng signaled to Hua Cheng and a few others behind him. They followed his gaze and committed the Azure Dragon Monk's face to memory. The one responsible for the tragic losses of the Ironclad Troops during the Battle of the Plains was none other than this detestable Bald Donkey. This deep-seated grudge would surely be avenged in due time.
After some pleasantries, they were invited into the villa for further discussions. At this point, those allowed inside were few and far between. Hua Cheng and his companions were no longer within that circle, so Jufeng instructed them to wait outside. They might have an opportunity to gather some information when weapons were inspected later.
Chen Tan Hua returned from his post and visibly paused upon seeing Jufeng, feeling somewhat reassured after receiving a glance from him. However, he couldn't help but wonder if there was some connection between Romain and the bald monk ahead.
The group entered the villa, with Yang Fang and Jufeng among them. Jufeng was particularly cautious at this moment; there was a risk of being recognized, and he was also eager to uncover any potential information.
(To be continued)
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