On the night of the last day of his stay at the Donghuang Hotel, Master Luo Wen looked at Ziming Abel and others who were packing their luggage, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said in a deep voice.

"Tomorrow we are going to Tianlong Hotel. Although it only lasts for two days, you must be careful during this period. Tianlong Hotel is not an ordinary place. Don't wander around casually and don't provoke people from the secret party.

, remember not to bring out those..."

Abel squatted on the ground, holding his box of Chinese recipes, and asked, "Master, besides the few of us, do you want to take more people to the Tianlong Hotel? You left your husband and his friends here.

,I'm afraid..."

Luo Wen thought silently for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, Tianlong Hotel is not an ordinary place. You can't bring too many people. Just a few of us participating in the competition can go. Even Ou Ren can't go. I'm worried that we will be

Those Eastern gods are disgusted, so..."

Ziming packed his suitcase, took a few Chinese cookbooks and handed them to Abel, saying, "Master, are there too few people here? What do you think Karl will do if he attacks us?"

"

Rowan raised the corner of his mouth confidently and said, "No, he should be more worried about those Eastern gods. You know, a fight in that hotel would be detrimental to all of us, and where would he go to make a sneak attack?

As soon as he moves, we will know his whereabouts, haha."

"After all, all the help that the Bolun family can give him is under our surveillance. If Chu Zifeng is here, we still need to be more careful, but now..." Luo Wen said happily

Shaked his head.

"no need."

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At about three o'clock in the morning, Carl turned on the wireless communicator as usual. This time he adjusted the channel to 5432, and then gently tapped out a piece of Morse code into the microphone.

"Tomorrow night at 22:30, see you there or not."
Chapter completed!