Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

Chen Feng turned around, but instead of replying immediately, he asked, "Miss Natsume, do you know who Connery is?"

"Connelly?"

Natsume Nobuhisa was taken aback for a moment, then immediately spoke up:

"I don't know much about him, except that he is the son of an old count and once founded his own business."

Oh, right! He's also one of Princess Amya's suitors!

“The Earl’s son…Amy’s suitor…”

Chen Feng muttered to himself for a while.

She quickly realized what he was trying to do.

"Heh, are you jealous because of what happened before?" Chen Feng chuckled. "However... I'm still quite interested in one of Monet's most famous paintings..."

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Chapter 128 Masterpiece Exhibition

After leaving the coffee shop, Chen Feng parted ways with Natsume Nozomi and returned to the hotel alone.

A day passed slowly.

The next day, around noon.

Connelly’s luxurious estate is located on the outskirts of West Gelcher.

Dozens of vehicles drove in from afar and stopped at the entrance of the manor.

A group of formally dressed men and women got out of their private cars and headed into the manor.

Anyone paying attention will notice that many of the people here are the same people who attended Amya's birthday party.

Although the guests were not as luxurious as those at Amya's birthday party, they were still elites from all walks of life.

The location near the entrance.

Under the watchful eyes of four tall security guards in suits, each person was allowed to enter the manor only after their tickets were checked.

At that moment, a security guard was carefully verifying the identity of the person in front of him with the invitation he had just received.

Half a minute later, seemingly finding no problem, the security personnel handed the invitation back.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Viscount Speck."

The security personnel respectfully extended their hands to the man in front of them, making a "please" gesture.

"Ah."

The man addressed as "Viscount Speck" nodded, casually took the invitation, and walked into the manor.

"There really hasn't been any progress at all, folks."

Viscount Speck shook his head slightly with a mysterious smile.

He was, of course, Chen Feng in disguise; as for the real Chen Feng... he should still be asleep at this moment.

Chen Feng followed the small groups of people around him and walked inside. Before long, he arrived at the lobby.

At this point, it could no longer be called a lobby.

The interior had been converted into a temporary exhibition by the manor's owner, the Earl Connery's son.

A dozen famous paintings were displayed on the walls around the venue, with a layer of transparent tempered glass embedded in the frames.

This is both to prevent theft and to prevent the painting from being vandalized.

In addition, the dozens of security personnel that Connery had arranged around the area, all with wary expressions, made it fair to say that the protection was very thorough.

Chen Feng stepped onto the red carpet laid out in the lobby and casually glanced around.

The guests present clearly knew each other, and they gathered in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, or discussing these matters.

As members of the upper class in the Kingdom of Lorqing, their acceptance of Connery's invitation and their presence here was largely to give face to Connery's Count father.

Of course, there are also some people who are genuinely interested in famous paintings, standing in front of these priceless masterpieces and appreciating them with great interest.

These famous paintings were not all from the Connery family collection. Apart from Monet's "Water Lilies," the vast majority of the paintings were temporarily borrowed by Connery from museums throughout the country of Lorchin in the name of his count father.

Therefore, on-site security is naturally of utmost importance.

"Spek!"

A voice came from behind him, and then Chen Feng felt someone pat his shoulder. A young man in a suit and leather shoes came up in front of him.

"What's going on? Why are you so late? And you didn't even say hello to me when you saw me!"

The young man lightly punched Chen Feng's shoulder, his tone revealing that he had a very good relationship with the "Viscount Speck".

"You're not a beauty, why should I greet you?"

Chen Feng spoke casually, showing none of the self-awareness one would expect from an imposter.

"You little brat."

The young man chuckled and cursed, oblivious to the "special change" in the person before him. He glanced around, and after confirming no one was watching, lowered his voice and said:

"You didn't party too wildly with that minor celebrity last night and your body can't take it anymore, that's why you're so late, right?"

"roll."

"Haha, just kidding, don't mind it," the young man said with a chuckle.

Just then, Connery arrived at the venue accompanied by two bodyguards.

They were also accompanied by a dozen or so reporters who followed behind, asking questions.

Upon reaching the front of the venue, Connery stopped in his tracks.

Only then were the reporters behind able to catch up.

A dark microphone was handed to Connery, and questions were asked one after another by the reporters.

"Mr. Connery, why did you suddenly announce an exhibition of famous paintings?"

"Mr. Connery, some people online are saying that you wanted to use the art exhibition as a pretext to please Her Highness the Princess. Is that true?"

"Sir, what is your relationship with Her Highness Amya?"

“Mr. Connery…”

The commotion attracted the attention of others in the venue, who all turned to look in their direction.

Connery raised his hand, cleared his throat, and then spoke:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this art exhibition is something I've wanted to hold for a long time; it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision. Furthermore, regarding the Princess, all I can say is that she's pursuing Princess Amya, nothing more..."

Connery responded to the crowd.

On the issue of Amya, he deliberately only told half the story, just to leave room for the media and the public to speculate.

After all, eating melons isn't illegal, so how can you control what people are thinking?

"Load the cargo!"

The young man in front of Chen Feng spat and spoke with a resentful expression.

Chen Feng was slightly surprised and glanced at him sideways.

The young man, on the other hand, seemed to have something to say, and pulled Chen Feng aside to complain in a low voice.

"Someone like him wants to pursue Her Highness the Princess? Doesn't he even know what he looks like? A toad trying to eat swan meat! We've all been fed up with him for a long time. If my dad hadn't insisted I come, I really wouldn't want to see his face!"

"Ah……"

Chen Feng chuckled softly.

It seems that Connery isn't very popular...

But that's normal.

According to Chen Feng's prior knowledge, this Mr. Connery was only the second son of his father, Earl Will, and had no right to inherit the title.

In addition, his own abilities were limited, and despite the help of his father's influence, he still did not achieve anything significant.

How can someone who claims to be pursuing the beautiful and capable princess not seem delusional?

Just as Chen Feng and the other person were talking in hushed tones.

Another commotion broke out outside the door.

Moreover, the commotion was no less than, or even greater than, when Connery came in earlier.

"Your Highness! It's Your Highness who's here!"

"It really is Princess Amya, still as beautiful and charming as ever!"

"I didn't expect Princess Amya to come here. Is she also interested in these famous paintings?"

The people around started chattering.

Clearly, Amy's arrival excited the group of guests who were initially not very interested in the exhibition.

Chen Feng followed the gaze of the crowd.

Sure enough, Amya was seen walking towards them with her assistant, Mil, and two bodyguards.

At this moment, Amya had changed into a white women's suit. Her figure was still stunning. She walked forward without looking to the side, and every move she made seemed to exude the aura of a strong woman.

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Chapter 129 Water Lilies

Upon seeing that it was Amya, Connery readily abandoned the group of reporters who were still planning to interview him and went to stand in front of Amya.

"Your Highness, what brings you here?"

"I just heard that Mr. Connery is holding an art exhibition, which includes one of Monet's most famous paintings, 'Water Lilies,' so I was thinking of coming to take a look. Is it convenient for me?"

Amya smiled and spoke.

"Of course, it's my honor."