"What if the situation is not as bad as we think?"
Zhou Jinru smiled and said, since Mr. Zhang invited him with a valuable invitation letter, it was definitely not to attack him in person, but to make peace with him as he came.
After passing through the forest path, the sight suddenly opened up. The well-proportioned cobblestone path extended to a pavilion located deep in the woods. Several people could be vaguely seen sitting in the pavilion.
Zhou Jinru was surprised to find such a quiet environment in St. Martin, where every inch of land was at a premium. It seemed that Yan Guo had really spent a lot of money on its operations here.
"It seems this is not the first time Mayor Hugo has come here."
Hugo smiled slightly and said: "Not a few times. I have been here twice since a long time ago. I have never had a chance before. You people in the Yan Kingdom often pay attention to fate and fate."
The closer he got to the pavilion, the talent that Zhou Jinru had unconsciously developed suddenly began to shrink, and the detectable range continued to shrink, and in the end it could only cover a distance of five or six meters outside him.
Zhou Jinru felt Wei Na next to him holding his arm tightly, looking very nervous. He gently stroked the back of her hand to reassure him.
Very strong. There is a very strong person here, and he should be Zhang Zhongtian himself. He was originally a senior military attache of the Yan Kingdom. According to Zhou Jinru's knowledge, the Yan Kingdom has always attached great importance to military strength.
Although Zhang Zhongtian claimed to go to sea to do business, his identity as a soldier has not changed at all. His existence is the embodiment of Yan Guo's will.
It is normal for a person like this to be strong and resourceful, no matter how tyrannical he is.
Zhou Jinru knew what was causing Wei Na's uneasiness. She was forcibly reduced in mental strength by the Guardian Aslan. In game terms, it is described as retreating from the high level of Jing 2 to the full level of Jing 1. Her overall strength dropped by a big step. , now that I met Zhang Zhongtian, I felt uncomfortable being suppressed.
He thought of the Rat King hidden in Longmen Market. Lin Gerui completely restrained his aura. If he hadn't seen the plot of the game and the portrait of the Rat King, he would have just regarded him as an ordinary old man.
Zhang Zhongtian in front of him was releasing a powerful aura, enough to frighten anyone with evil intentions.
Hugo next to him didn't know what happened, he only knew that the two people became tense.
"Strength at the spiritual level can only be sensed by those who are close to it. Vina and I have very high overall strength, and we resist subconsciously, so we behave strangely. But Mayor Hugo is indeed a real ordinary person. Even though he is in a high and powerful position, he is just an ordinary person who has been wrapped in Zhang Zhongtian's aura and can't feel anything."
Zhou Jinru had a clear mind. The people of Yan country were different from the people of other countries he knew, so he had to be careful during this tea party.
Somehow, Wei Na felt that the always suppressed feeling disappeared, and was replaced by a towering and majestic mountain. Against the back of the mountain, it blocked the scorching sun, making it cool and reassuring.
After just two steps, she returned to her normal state.
"interesting."
A sharp gaze swept over from the pavilion. Zhou Jinru smiled and nodded. The sunlight with a strong sense of temptation on the spiritual level quickly melted and disappeared.
"Mountain skills really restrain all mental influences. He can let others become stronger, and the breeze will blow over the hills."
The three of them got closer and saw clearly that there were five people sitting in the pavilion, four men and one woman, all middle-aged people in their forties or fifties. Zhou Jinru and Wei Na were the only two young people.
"Aguang thinks there are too few people?"
Zhou Jinru smiled implicitly and said, "I originally thought there would be many people at such a tea party."
Hugo bowed slightly to the old man sitting in the middle, and said calmly: "Because the only people here are those who have received the invitation letter from Mr. Zhang."
"My pleasure."
The gray-haired old man named Zhang Zhongtian stood up suddenly after listening to Hugo's introduction, and walked forward in two steps. It was like a sharp knife pressed in front of Zhou Jinru, making him want to turn his head to dodge.
The old man stared at Zhou Jinru's face carefully, paying attention to the details on his face. This lasted for a minute. The pavilion remained eerily quiet until he nodded slowly:
"good."
He looked at Wei Na again: "Little girl, is this the person in your heart? If you work harder, he is worthy of you."
Wei Na blushed slightly and said nothing.
Zhou Jinru was so embarrassed that he almost didn't ask, what did you mean by worthy.
"Everyone is here, let's open the skylight and speak frankly. I, Zhang Zhongtian, is just a bad old man. I invite you all here today for one reason. I hope you can sit down and talk calmly."
Zhang Zhongtian turned around, his voice was loud, and there was a faint glimmer in his eyes. The restrained hot breath burst out again, and was released in a more violent way.
Zhou Jinru felt like he was standing next to the stove, it was so hot. Not only did he have to resist the pressure from Zhang Zhongtian, but he also had to shield Wei Na from all the pressure.
"Order has gradually been restored in Saint-Martin. At least the chaos that occurred in that distant date has subsided. The dead are inevitable, and the survivors will still have to live. Do you think I am right, Mr. Hugo?"
The first person Zhang Zhongtian set his sights on was Hugo. The acting mayor remained silent, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, stuffed one into his mouth, lit it, and smoked vigorously.
Zhou Jinru thought to himself that Zhang Zhongtian didn't seem to be here to make peace, but was preparing to completely end the chaos in San Martin, especially the conflict between the local forces in San Martin and the Colombian official.
"I was the one who lit the fire in the beginning. If Hugo had held on for a few more days, the old and young people in Brave New World might have tilted towards the Colombian authorities."
Zhang Zhongtian continued: "Now that Brave New World has been included in San Martin, it is a done deal. No matter how it is, it is already an inseparable part of Colombia. In the chaos, when the citizens of San Martin lack medical care and medicine because of the long distance, they endure When it was hungry, the basic departments of Brave New World were actively operating to deliver blood to the entire city, and its middle-level departments coordinated the overall situation and contributed a lot."
"Yes, Mr. Zhang is right."
One of the middle-aged men nodded and echoed Zhang Zhongtian's words.
"I would like to advise everyone to take a step back. Alexander Ivanov has passed away, he has passed away, and those who are alive must look forward. If the chaos continues like this, a greater crisis will soon come."
"A bigger crisis?"
Zhang Zhongtian glanced at the middle-aged man who spoke, and said solemnly: "Do you think the influence of distant dates is limited to St. Martin?"
Zhou Jinru was silent, the events of Far Date profoundly affected the world, and St. Martin was only an insignificant part of that disaster.
