"Get your car ready. Let's go to Shuangya Mountain in the afternoon."
After laughing, Prince Nalan suddenly calmed down and said calmly.
"Shuangyashan? Prince, are you in a hurry?"
"There is someone I want to see over there, just prepare your car."
"good!"
Seeing what Prince Nalan said, Mo Sanli didn't dare to say anything else and could only nod.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door from outside.
"who?"
One of the bodyguards protecting Prince Nalan asked with a cold face.
"Report, there is a foreigner outside who wants to see the prince."
"Foreigner?"
Mo Sanli frowned. Not many people knew about the prince's visit to Harbin, so why did someone come to visit him, and he was a foreigner.
"Ask him what his name is?"
Here, Prince Nalan was also quite surprised that his whereabouts were known.
Over the years, his whereabouts have been kept secret, and few people know about it.
He still remembered the scene where his wife and children were separated eighteen years ago, so he was extremely cautious about his whereabouts. The other party knew his whereabouts in this way, which surprised Prince Nalan himself.
At the same time, the two bodyguards standing on both sides of the door had taken out the guns in their arms, and each took out a military thorn in their other hand.
Seeing this posture, Mo Sanli's palms became sweaty.
If the person outside is a killer, then he will definitely be involved in this accident.
"Ask him what his name is?"
Mo Sanli asked back according to Prince Nalan's words.
"He said his name was Wenger, he was from the Illuminati, and he wanted to discuss something important with the prince."
"Wenger?"
"Let him in."
Just when Mo Sanli was hesitant when he heard the name, Prince Nalan replied calmly, obviously knowing this person well.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man of medium build walked in. It was none other than Wenger, who had appeared at the Sheraton Hotel in Vladivostok yesterday.
It's just that compared to yesterday's priest's robe, today's Wenger is now in a suit and leather shoes, looking like a successful man, with gold-rimmed glasses and a briefcase in his hand.
"Look, you, the Illuminati, are also involved in this invasion." The moment the door of the president's private room closed, Prince Nalan started to get angry.
He wasn't too surprised to see Wenger here.
As one of the two major organizations in the world today, it is too easy for the Illuminati to find out where someone is.
Especially this time, with the chaos in the Northeast, he, the one in charge, has never shown up. Since they got involved, they have naturally been targeting him.
If the guess is correct, Prince Nalan knows that in addition to the Illuminati, several other forces with ulterior motives have also known about his entry into the Ice City.
"Dear Prince, you have misunderstood. We, the Illuminati, did not mean to offend you this time. I came here with the sincerity of the Lord Knight."
As he said that, the latter bowed slightly and made a very gentlemanly gesture.
"Put away your Western ways. I don't appreciate your Western ways. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Prince Nalan, who was not dealing with him for the first time, would naturally not be impressed by the other party's seemingly unnecessary actions and went straight to the point.
And here, Wenger seems to have been familiar with Prince Nalan's temper for a long time. He is tepid and smiling.
"That's right. Your Majesty should also be able to see that the recent chaos on your territory was caused intentionally by someone, right?"
"I'm about to teach this clown a lesson. Why, do you have to tell me that you also have a share?"
With a cold smile, Prince Nalan reached out and fiddled with the imperial green jade ring on his thumb.
Although Wenger has not touched much on the field of jade, he once heard that Prince Nalan had a jade ring that was transported to the palace. It was made from imperial green jadeite that came to the palace from Burma during the Cixi period of the Qing Dynasty.
However, jadeite had not become popular at that time, and Cixi did not take this jade finger ring seriously.
But now, Wenger conservatively estimates that this jade ring is worth hundreds of millions.
Looking away from this fascinating jade ring, Wenger smiled and said.
"The recent chaos is caused by people from the Dark Holy See. I believe the prince should have guessed that although we, the Illuminati, have also intervened, the Lord Knight has ordered that the Northeast is your backyard, the prince, and it is not appropriate to stir up trouble."
"Hmph! You have stirred the water too much. I'll take you all out in one pot, right?"
He snorted coldly, how could Prince Nalan fail to see the other party's soft intentions.
"Haha, you can think of it this way, but I don't think you, Prince, want to see a mess, right?"
"It's not me who has the final say on whether there will be chaos or not. It's you. You caused trouble on my territory without even saying hello. I still want to give you a good look?"
"You are right. This is indeed a bit disrespectful to you. If you meet someone from the Dark Holy See, I will convey it to you?"
Wenger smiled slightly, which seemed to indicate that Wenger was not answering the question.
Here, Prince Nalan also knows that no matter how much he scolds, it is impossible to solve the current situation. More importantly, he really does not want the Illuminati to make the situation more chaotic.
"Do you mind telling me what you are looking for?"
He took a cigar, cut off the head, lit it and took a puff. Prince Nalan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wenger.
"I'm sorry, only the Lord Knight knows about this matter. Even I don't know. You may be able to get some information from the Sun Country people and the Koreans. I heard that they are also involved."
"Oh? That's really lively. I agree to your request. You ask your people not to go too far. I won't specifically target you, but I also hope you understand, whose home field is this?"
As he spoke, Prince Nalan's face turned cold, and the cigar in his hand, which he had not taken two puffs of, was crushed from bottom to top in the ashtray.
How could Wenger, seeing this scene, not understand what the other party meant.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the Lord Knight also means the same thing. Will the Illuminati deliberately provoke you, Your Majesty during this time? If nothing happens, I will leave."
As he said this, Wenger smiled slightly, turned around and walked outside the house.
"Your Majesty, are you really not going to take any measures against them?"
As soon as Wenger left, Mo Sanli looked at the prince with cold eyes and asked softly.
"Did I say no measures will be taken? I ordered your people to keep an eye on anyone acting suspiciously recently and report any situation immediately."
"yes!"
"The few years of not asking questions have made these outsiders think that I, Prince Nalan, am already old. This time, I don't care whether your surname is Hei or Guang, whether you are a stick or a little Japanese. If you want to take things from my place, it's not that bad.
easy!"
"Lao Ba, call and ask them to go north."
"Yes! Your Majesty."
The bodyguard with a trace of scar on his face at the door nodded after listening to Prince Nalan's words, directly picked up the phone and walked onto the balcony.
