"You? What about the people you brought?" Ayesha was puzzled.

"Just rely on me. As for the others, just treat them as higher-level soldiers." Pan Ruiyi said arrogantly.

"Huh...that's amazing." Ayesha couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, showing a faint smile.

She knew that Pan Ruiyi was exaggerating like this to attract Ayesha's attention.

Well, Pan Ruiyi did it.

The spice aristocrats are a group with a long history, but today, they no longer control specific wealth and military power, they just rely on the afterglow of the past to survive.

Aisha longs to regain her glory.

The off-road vehicle approached a large manor. Aisha's eyes fell on the manor, and her thoughts became more and more distant. In the past, the spice nobles once responded to everything.

"Is that your family's house?" Pan Ruiyi was curious.

"Our family is in decline." Aisha summed it up briefly, her eyes falling on the large mansion in front of her, her expression showing a trace of bitterness.

Compared to upstarts like Noriko Honma, Ayesha firmly believes that spice aristocrats like them are the legitimate rulers of the Spice Coast.

The Aisha family mansion is located on a large natural oasis that is rare in the desert. Towering white walls surround three huge houses with a vast area. Palm trees are higher than the walls, providing shade to the courtyard with huge green leaves.

The doors and windows are all arched, showing a very typical exotic style for Pan Ruiyi.

The off-road vehicle stopped in front of the marble corridor. Pan Ruiyi got out of the vehicle and his eyes fell on the exquisite mosaics on the wall. They were like some kind of flattened maze that people could never distinguish.

"I have already ordered people to prepare the food. You will not go hungry." Ayesha led Pan Ruiyi and her team members towards the restaurant.

There were only a few servants, only Hassan and a few old-style D-type synthesizers from Nestor Corporation, and not even a D2.

"It's really not a bad place here." Pan Ruiyi marveled.

She walked out of the team alone to check other parts of the Ayesha family mansion.

Pan Ruiyi's head almost reached the lintel of the door. At this time, she held her head high and took long strides, roaming in the courtyard like a mare. People who looked at her would worry about whether they would block her way or be blocked.

She got run over.

There are four wings around the atrium, and in the center is a large bronze lion fountain. Water should be flowing from the lion's mouth, but it seems to be to save money, it is not operating at this time, and the surrounding pools have dried up, revealing a large number of colorful fountains underneath.

Come pebbles.

The air was filled with the fragrance of roses and jasmine, but many flowers were about to wither. Pan Ruiyi felt that he would not be able to smell such floral fragrance if he came a few weeks later.

Following the team back to the restaurant, she saw that the interior of the mansion was covered with velvet carpets and had a crystal chandelier on top. Many things had obviously been sold. As far as she could see, there were empty picture frames and lonely statue pedestals.

And display cabinets that are purely for decoration.

Presumably in order to maintain her elegant life and the glamorous appearance of the manor, Ayesha basically sold off all her ancestors' artworks and precious collections.

The same is true for the restaurant. Although it is spacious and the long table in the middle is quite impressive, all the decorations that should be there are gone. The velvet tapestries, handmade embroideries, ancient paintings and portraits of ladies are all missing. The only poor vase left is also lackluster.

The sunflower in the middle is standing alone. It looks quite lonely. It might as well be pulled out.

There was no air conditioning, so it was quite hot. Pan Ruiyi sat on the hardwood chair and felt sweat all over his buttocks.

"Huhu..." Pan Ruiyi fanned the wind with his hands.

Hassan and the other D-type synths quickly served the dishes, and several human maids also arrived belatedly. They were responsible for passing the dishes, serving wine, and providing tableware for the guests.

The men brought by Pan Ruiyi, including robots, agents, operators, spies, Secret Bureau personnel, ninjas, and war witches, all ate with great restraint, trying not to cause trouble to the host, showing courtesy and magnanimity.

Pan Ruiyi was the only one who gorged himself and ate hazelnuts.

She opened her visor to reveal the lower half of her face to facilitate eating. As a result, the food disappeared as soon as it came in front of her. It quickly entered her lips and tongue and was crushed by her sharp teeth.

Before they knew what was happening, they were sent into the stomach to meet Pan Ruiyi's super digestive system.

"Serve! Serve!" Pan Ruiyi kept shouting. Once she saw that the plate in front of her was empty, she raised her hand without hesitation and asked Aisha's waiters to bring more food!

It’s time to eat a lot of food!
Chapter completed!