"Mr. Yao, my master is inside." The man in the lead pointed his hand into the distance, a small cubicle with a curtain on it.

"It's kind of mysterious." Yao Fei laughed secretly, since they have to meet sooner or later, why do they have to be so mysterious?

When the curtain was lifted, there was a crackling sound, and a middle-aged man with an ordinary face sat in it, alone, drinking tea, and looking at Yao Fei with a smile.

Yao Fei was not polite, he sat down in the middle with a big grin, looked at a cup next to him, poured himself a full cup of tea first, and then drank it all.

The man didn't speak, and neither did Yao Fei. So a strange scene appeared:

The two old men sat together, but there was no verbal and physical communication with each other, and the big teapot in front of them was tinkering back and forth in front of the two, one was tasting carefully, and the other was drinking heroically.

After a long time, the man spoke:

"How's the tea?"

"Quench your thirst." Yao Fei pursed the corners of his mouth, looking very enjoyable.

"Haha." The man seemed to be prepared for this strange answer given by the man in front of him.

"Why don't you change a bottle of pure water to quench your thirst?"

"No need." Yao Fei waved his hand again and again: "Just drink tea." “

The man nodded, not hindering: "Since you agreed to come to see me, then I'll get straight to the point." "Please." Yao Fei poured himself another full cup of tea and finished it again. "Let me introduce, my name is Feng Yuelun, a native of the Bund."

Yao Fei's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure: "The descendants of Old General Feng? “

"Yes."

"Offended." Yao Fei picked up the teapot that was almost dry, filled the pot with water, and took the initiative to fill Feng Yuelun's teacup with tea.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, General Feng is one of the few people I admire the most, this cup of tea should be given to the old gentleman."

Feng Yuelun laughed, not caring at all about the inappropriateness in Yao Fei's words.

"I came to Mr. Yao for something to ask you."

"Oh?" Yao Fei looked up at Feng Yuelun, did not speak, and motioned for him to continue.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with the lily of the island country's heart?"

Yao Fei nodded, at their level, this bit of information is easy to inquire about, and it is not a difficult matter.

"You know, what did my ancestors do, right?"

"Protector General." Yao Fei said these four words lightly.

"It's very simple, at that time, my great-grandfather was meritorious because of his meritorious service to protect the country, and the emperor once gave him a treasure knife, and the knife was stolen by someone a few months ago, and the person who stole the knife was exactly what the island country knew after my investigation."

"Will Xinkou want this knife for?" Yao Fei was a little puzzled.

"I don't really understand the specific reason, you know, I've slowly weakened in this aspect, and my power tentacles haven't been that long, so I can only trouble you when I think about it."

Yao Fei nodded: "I understand, but do you have enough evidence?" ”

Feng Yuelun nodded and took out an envelope from under the table: "This is their details, I hope you can help me get the knife back." “

"I still have to think about it."

'I know, the pay is ......'"

Yao Fei waved his hand: "I have the obligation to take back Old General Feng's things." ”