"Hmm, let’s find another place to talk." After a brief pause, Qhianqhian signaled to He Wenyu, "Take An Hao to find Yan and the others to play."

He Wenyu directly took An Hao and left, showing no intention of staying, and quickly disappeared at the door of the room next door.

Qhianqhian smiled as she invited the person into the room, "What brings you to me?"

"We’re here to seek cooperation." The visitor straightforwardly presented their credentials without any cover-up and even with a hint of interrogation in their tone, "We want to know about the Sanctuary Alliance."

Qhianqhian showed a trace of surprise. The name "Sanctuary Alliance" was just decided not long ago, and even ordinary people already knew about it? That doesn’t make sense, right?

"What do you want to know? What is the Sanctuary Alliance?" Qhianqhian poured two glasses of water, handed one to Huang Ren, and sipped the other. As for the others, since Huang Ren didn’t introduce them, she didn’t bother to know.

Moreover, she couldn’t believe the Sate Security Bureau would lack a glass of water. Most importantly, the other party clearly came looking for her because they knew something, didn’t they?

They talk about cooperation, but could she alone cooperate with the entire State Security Bureau? Wouldn’t that leave her in a completely passive position?

She’s no fool...

"Miss Luo, there’s no need to pretend with us, is there? Didn’t you come here at the country’s invitation to attend the summons meeting of the Sanctuary?" Huang Ren seemed quite confident, having already drawn his conclusions about the matter.

Pfft, what good would it do to pretend? What can you do about it?

Smiling outwardly while internally fuming.

"What on earth is the matter? I came here to visit my teacher and nothing more. Just go ahead and say whatever you have." Qhianqhian said calmly with a smile.

"Hehe, Miss Luo, what you came to do is not important. What’s important is that you have attended the meeting of the Sanctuary, representing our country." Huang Ren clearly wouldn’t let go of this reasoning, slightly squinting his fox-like eyes, staring directly at the calm young girl, "You should know, even if you don’t cooperate, we have ways to make you cooperate."

"Oh? Then why don’t you tell me?" Qhianqhian leaned lazily against the sofa, entirely unaffected, still wearing a stupid grin that barely masked her emotions. Huang Ren almost believed she was genuinely smiling at him.

"You need to know, even Blank, even Diwu Yan, the country..."

"Alrighty then." Qhianqhian yawned, with a look of disdain, her eyes turning icy, "I don’t belong to any organization. Neither you nor your department can order me even a little. Please leave. I need to rest. If you have something to say, come back after you learn the art of language. The door is there, take care!"

Seeing Qhianqhian’s attitude, the Wastelander’s face also darkened, "Qhianqhian, don’t think you’re so great. If it weren’t for the lack of people..."

"Oh, then go find someone. Why are you babbling to me?" Qhianqhian’s calm voice reached their ears.

"Besides, whatever I want to do is none of your business!" Watching the group leave in a huff, the sinister look on Qhianqhian’s face disappeared, replaced by a deep seriousness. She couldn’t understand where these people got their information and knowledge of these matters.

Even before coming here, she didn’t know about the Sanctuary, let alone understand what it was for. Yet these people seemed to be well-informed.

If they had known earlier, they could have just gone to that ridiculous meeting. Why send her instead?

Most importantly, though the Sanctuary Alliance seemed to provide assistance to the Alliance Country, the countries joining were all developing nations without exception.

Now, this behavior is only meant to show those who remain neutral. If things really do happen simultaneously, the Sanctuary people would choose to protect their own countries. How could they provide assistance to the Alliance Country? At most, they would just say, ’We are also under attack, please provide them with support...’

Is there any difference between this and from the start? Protecting one’s own country?

Even capable people might end up being trapped in the Sanctuary, unable to help their own country, right?

After a long silence, she heard the sound of the door opening, her expression relaxed a little, looking towards the door, only to find He Wenyu had returned.

He Wenyu looked quite strange, gazing at Qhianqhian.

Qhianqhian frowned, "What’s the matter?"

"Um... the people who came to see you went next door, trying to persuade you... should I say threaten, or..." He Wenyu’s face clearly showed some hesitation, not knowing how to describe those people’s attitude.

Qhianqhian smiled slightly, "No need to mind them. Who knows where they came from or where their intelligence came from. If I had to deal with such things, I’d tire myself out every day."

"I was just about to say... Yan mentioned the person didn’t seem so calm, seemed somewhat furious?" He Wenyu hurriedly nodded, holding An Hao as he sat beside Qhianqhian.

"Hmm, probably upset after I talked back." Qhianqhian shrugged, her face calm, pulling An Hao into her arms.

In just a few hours here, someone accurately found their way to her. This was already an incredible thing.

Moreover, the other party knew so much about this place, even more incredible, or rather, even Elder Tang, whom they sent away, knew less than they did.

What exactly was their purpose here? Also, whom did they represent?

Early the next morning, before dawn, the group nonchalantly boarded the Flying Chicken, with no intention to stay and play a long game with those people.

When Huang Ren regained his composure and went to find Qhianqhian again, he found the room empty, with no sign of her ever being there. Even the people around her had vanished without a trace.

Furious, he punched the door frame, glaring angrily at the staff tidying the room, his eyes cold.

"Sigh, going out without bringing back anything for dad, would dad be upset?" Qhianqhian blinked, smiling, looking at the familiar airport, familiar smog, listening to the familiar language, feeling a sense of returning to her roots.

But clearly, this didn’t mean the entanglement would end here.

"Miss Luo, hello, please come with me." Just out of the airport, they were stopped by someone, and Qhianqhian nearly kicked them into questioning their existence.

Looking at the parked car, she pouted but obediently got in. An Hao was also handed over to He Wenyu, not bringing them along.

This car already represented a different identity, not something like Huang Ren, with whom she could confront directly.

In the car, Qhianqhian successfully put on a dark face, wishing she could opt-out right then and there.