“I have her authorization.”
Hearing the four words, Lu Yan’s trusted subordinates were stunned.
Their boss Lu Yan had authorized Mr. Qiao to have access to the secret vault in the headquarters?
My goodness… how much trust there was between them.
The guys felt blood begin to boil in the veins…
Finally, Qiao Fei paused the search and flew to Lu Yan’s headquarters in a private plane.
It was located on an island in the Pacific Ocean. No one but Qiao Fei had visited this place in the past years.
He seldom came here since it was Lu Yan’s secret place.
The people in the headquarters seemed to have heard the rumors that Lu Yan had died.
They were in a panic…
After all, if Lu Yan was dead, this mercenary legion would be headless and vulnerable to their many enemies.
They regarded Qiao Fei as their life saver when he appeared.
On the evening when Qiao Fei arrived, he held a banquet and invited all of Lu Yan’s elites to attend it.
A long dining table was placed on the beach outside the palace; on the pure white tablecloth was high-end wine, top-quality steaks, foie gras, escargot, and other exquisite dishes.
It looked as grand as a national banquet…
More than a dozen of Lu Yan’s subordinates sat at the table.
For this special occasion, Qiao Fei changed his Russian-style military uniform into the classic uniform of Lu Yan’s mercenary legion.
Wearing a black windbreaker, his silver hair shone in the night air.
Qiao Fei came with two of Lu Yan’s trusted subordinates who had served her for many years.
“Mr. Qiao.”
As Qiao Fei walked over, all the people stood up to greet him respectively.
“Sit down, everyone.”
Qiao Fei gestured to them to get seated.
Then he picked up a bottle of red wine casually and poured some into his glass…
“This is a good place. Yan said it took her three and a half years to design and build it.”
“Yeah. Mr. Qiao, our boss poured her heart into this project,” one of the subordinates said.
Qiao Fei nodded and picked up his glass.
“It’s a nice day today. Let’s have a drink first.”
Immediately, the others raised their glasses and said as one, “To Mr. Qiao.”
Taking a sip, Qiao Fei smiled and said, “Don’t be so nervous. Let’s talk while we eat.”
He picked up the knife and fork and began to eat the steak elegantly.
The others didn’t know what he was up to but didn’t dare to disobey him because he was the only person who had Lu Yan’s authorization code.
After eating for a while, the atmosphere got less tense.
Qiao Fei glanced around and said slowly, “I guess you all heard the rumor that Yan died in Yunnan.”
The others looked uncertain.
One of them couldn’t remain silent anymore. “Mr. Qiao, what on earth happened to our boss? You’re closest to her and must know her whereabouts.”
“To tell you the truth, I don’t know.”
His words dumbfounded them.
“How can it be… My goodness, something happened to the boss?”
“Yeah. Mr. Qiao, is our boss dead?”
“How can it be? She’s such a good fighter…”
“Who did it? I want to avenge our boss. Damn, I’ll blow up those bastards.”
Bedlam broke out as they began to talk in Chinese, English, and Spanish at the same time.
“If Yan is truly dead, what do you plan to do?” Qiao Fei asked them as he continued eating his steak slowly.
Instantly, they fell silent; it seemed to be a difficult question.
