C18 The Group of Brothers Exploded into a Frenzy

"Yes," Muh Chen mused, his attention returning to the glimpse of a purple bracelet on Zhao Sitong's wrist before he nodded in affirmation. Her demeanor didn't suggest she was lying, yet her words were peculiar. Could that bracelet be the legendary one passed down through the Muh family?

"Really? That's fantastic! Mr. Chen, I can really come with you! This is wonderful!" Sitong exclaimed, leaping up with excitement at Muh Chen's nod, only to bump her head on the car ceiling.

A smirk played on Muh Chen's lips, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Mr. Chen, why not travel by carriage? Why use this 'iron box'?" Sitong asked, rubbing her head and pouting.

Muh Qing, who had just opened the car door, nearly lost his balance at her words. He cast a bewildered glance at Sitong in the back seat. She truly seemed to be suffering from delusional disorder.

With a thud, Muh Qing shut the car door and exhaled deeply before turning to Muh Chen.

"Mr. Chen, Bureau Director Wenn asked you to call him when convenient."

"Understood," Muh Chen replied, aware that now was not the time for certain discussions. "Let's head back to the villa."

"But there's a meeting soon. We'd make it just in time if we left now," Muh Qing remarked, glancing at his watch and noting the convoy's movement, clearly confused.

"Postpone the meeting by three hours."

"Right away!" Muh Qing didn't dare to question the instruction. He stole a glance at the two in the back seat through the rearview mirror and drove off in silence, turning the car toward Moon Bay Villa.

Checking his watch, Muh Chen figured Wenn Tao would be back at the bureau by now and dialed his number.

Sitong watched wide-eyed as Mr. Chen pressed a thin, square object to his ear, occasionally murmuring in response, seemingly engaged in conversation through the device.

The call consisted mostly of Muh Chen's affirming hums. After hanging up, he noticed Sitong's intense curiosity toward his phone. Frowning slightly, he recalled Wenn Tao's recent words and looked at her with a deepened intensity in his eyes.

The car pulled directly into the opulent villa. Muh Chen opened the door and Zhao Sitong stepped out.

Gazing at the villa with wonder, Zhao Sitong was impressed. Wow! It was even grander than the house she had seen upon her arrival in Barbarian Country the day before. It wasn't as resplendent as a palace, but it was significantly larger than a typical noble's residence. But wasn't Mr. Chen captured? How could he be living in such an exquisite "mansion"?

After Muh Qing parked the car, he checked his WeChat to find a barrage of red notifications.

Qin Lang: @Muh Qing, don't you know it's unethical to leave us hanging in the middle of a broadcast?

Su Qi: @Muh Qing, what's the deal? How's the girl doing?

Rong Xiaoyi: @Muh Qing, I'm offering a bottle of Lafite as a reward. Get on with the live stream!

Qin Lang: @Muh Qing, adding another bottle!

Su Qi: @Muh Qing, ditto!

Qin Lang: @Muh Qing!

Su Qi: @Muh Qing!

Rong Xiaoyi: @Muh Qing!

...

Wenn Tao: How do you all know this girl? She's a mental patient and is now with Chen.

Qin Lang: Wow! So she really is a mental patient!

Rong Xiaoyi: That makes sense.

Wenn Tao: ?

Su Qi: She fell from the sky yesterday!

Wenn Tao: Be serious! Do you know her full name?

Qin Lang: She's literally a mental patient from the heavens!

Rong Xiaoyi: I think she mentioned her name was Tong.

Wenn Tao: I need her full name!

Qin Lang: Don't know!

Su Qi: Don't know!

Rong Xiaoyi: Don't know!

Wenn Tao: ...

...

"Young Master, what's going on here? And who is this?" The butler, Mr. Qiao, was taken aback to see Muh Chen return so suddenly, accompanied by an unfamiliar girl who looked quite peculiar.

"Ah, Mr. Qiao, would you please prepare some food and bring it up?" Muh Chen instructed, sidestepping the question.

"Very well," Mr. Qiao replied, casting a glance at Zhao Sitong before heading to the kitchen.