Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1460 The Elusive Person
The three of them had no disagreement about whether or not to become that light.

Although Lan Bingru felt sorry for the people of Anniemo, she also knew that this kind of turmoil was not something the three of them could get involved in.

No matter how powerful Lin Fan and Antonio are, they can't possibly fight against an entire planet's race head-on. She herself is even weaker, needing to rely on others for protection.

She knew she didn't have that ability, so she just needed to resolutely follow Lin Fan's decision.

Antonio was eager to try, but he also knew that things could get very complicated if not handled properly.

But now that things have come to this, surely he can lend a hand if the opportunity arises?

When it comes to protecting one's own interests, no one can find fault with that, right?
Antonio thought the note was probably a test of their attitude; if they didn't report the incident, there should be further action soon.

So he stopped sleeping, dragged a chair to stand guard at the front door, and prepared to drag the person in and question them if the door rang again.

Just say what you mean, don't make it sound like a riddle, expecting people to guess what you're asking for help from.

Lin Fan ignored him and pushed Lan Bingru into the room to sleep.

Sleeping isn't the main point; the main thing is that I don't want to be a goalkeeper like Antonio, that idiot.

The conflict between the Warcraft people and humans certainly exists, but the specifics cannot be fully revealed in such a short time and with just a rough note.

Based on the information he currently has, Lin Fan is not yet able to construct a relatively complete picture of the Annie Demon Star.

After calming Lan Bingru down and making her feel uneasy, she returned to her room and dialed Cen Fangyuan's number.

Antonio stood guard outside alone... Oh, no, Chitose was also sleeping on the soft cushion.

The luxurious living room was brightly lit.

Antonio, unfazed by the quiet atmosphere, continued to enjoy the food and wine on the table.

But as I ate and drank, I didn't know when, but my eyes slowly closed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Antonio suddenly opened his eyes and leaped to his feet.

Outside, the sky was bright with sunlight. But the person he was expecting was not there.

"Good morning, sir." Garr seemed to have not slept well; his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was not as strong as it had been yesterday.

"Good morning."

Antonio released the doorknob and walked inside, his whole body etched with disappointment.

Garr was startled by Antonio, and he immediately perked up and followed him inside.

"I thought it would take a long time before someone would come to open the door."

“He’s sitting right by the door,” Antonio said, pointing casually without turning his head.

Garr saw the chair by the door and was puzzled. "Why are you sitting by the door?"

“I’m not a good sleeper, I can fall asleep sitting up.” Antonio yawned and stretched his limbs.

I sat there all night, and my bones are stiff.

Garr didn't believe it. He categorized Antonio's actions as a defensive and security measure and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry. This is the safest place in Graystone. Not even an insect can fly in without permission. No extra precautions are needed."

“Is that so?” Antonio’s lips curled into a strange smile.

The person who slipped them the notes last night clearly wasn't just a bug. It seems there was more than one. "Of course!" Garr nodded firmly. "Whether it's our boss's wealth and status in Graystone, or the business we run, it's destined that no one can approach this place casually."

The person he was referring to was, of course, an orc.

Perhaps it was because the orcs' overwhelming dominance was too deeply ingrained. Or perhaps it was because Gar had dealt with too many weak, apathetic, or obsequious people from the Loess Plateau, which gave him a sense of complete control over them.

Little did he know that someone from the Loess Plateau region would secretly sneak into this supposedly inaccessible place shortly after he left, and then leave unscathed.

Judging from their unhurried and deliberately mysterious demeanor yesterday, you could tell they were very composed. This probably wasn't the first time they'd done something like this…

“Oh, right,” Antonio suddenly remembered and asked, “Is there someone else here? I mean, Adrian couldn’t possibly live alone in a place like this; there must be quite a few people, servants, taking care of him, right?”

If you were a servant here, you could be familiar with the terrain, come and go as you pleased, and not easily be discovered.

“Of course.” Gal’s answer was as expected. “The earliest human servants were all personally trained by our leader. Don’t be fooled by the fact that their prices are much lower than those of you aliens, and the human servants supplied to Starshine City are far less expensive, but they are not cheap for the Graystone people either. In the beginning, they hesitated a lot before they could decide to buy them.”

"So the sales of the first batch of servants weren't ideal. So the boss transferred them all to his side. I was thinking we were losing money hand over fist. But then he turned around and threw those servants he had trained into training new recruits."

Since then, Adrian has never personally conducted training again.

Those servants who remained served Adrian and maintained the castle's daily operations, and they did so quickly and well.

If it weren't for the difference in status between humans and animals, Adrian would also be selling people for money. They would actually feel a sense of crisis, worried that they would be squeezed out by these lowly humans.

"Oh~~" Antonio uttered a roundabout answer, clearly still wanting more. He had already made up his mind about who had been outside the door last night. "Then why haven't I seen them? It seems like we're the only living people in this house."

“How could that be? This castle is so big, it takes a lot of people just to clean it every day,” Garl laughed. “Our boss doesn’t like too many people around, so he’s ordered his men not to show up in front of him without permission. Otherwise, the consequences will be severe.”

"How serious is it?" Lin Fan asked as he walked out.

"We can't let him see us and then lose our lives, can we?" Lan Bingru had been listening by the door for a long time. Seeing Lin Fan leave, she quickly followed him out.

"As for orcs, forget about the job. And humans? I haven't seen them since," Garr replied.

Lin Fan turned to Antonio, exchanged a glance with him, and sat down on the sofa.

"So, you've come here now to..."

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Gal slapped his forehead. “Someone contacted me this morning to see some goods. He’s a high-quality client, and there’s a high chance we’ll make a deal. You guys wanted to see this… well…”

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed out of the corner of my eye, and a black cat appeared on the sofa. Its round, yellow eyes were raised, staring directly at Gar.

"Shall we leave now?" Lin Fan reached out and stroked Qian Sui's hair.

"Not that early." Garl looked at Lin Fan and smiled. "I was just worried you weren't up yet, so I came ahead to let you know. Where's that bunny girl?"

He turned around and looked around, but didn't see Bonnie.

“I don’t know,” Antonio said, shrugging. “She doesn’t live here. She left with you yesterday.”

"Oh right! I kept thinking you guys could come together, I forgot." Garr turned and walked towards the door. "I'll go call her over, you guys take the opportunity to get ready."

Lan Bingru followed Jia Er until he disappeared from sight before closing the door.

“They’re servants here.” Antonio’s leg dangled back and forth. “I was wondering what was going on. I wasted my brain cells guessing all day yesterday.”

"The servants trained by Adrian..." Lin Fan leaned back on the sofa, looking at the glittering gold carvings above his head. "Does this Adrian have some other identity he's hiding?"

"What's your identity?" Lan Bingru walked over and sat down beside her. "Not a fake noble?"

"Is it possible," Lin Fan turned to look at his subordinate Qian Sui's glossy black fur, "that he is the mastermind behind it all?"

(End of this chapter)