Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

They entered their vehicles and once again left the scene in the dead of night.

2:15 A.M.

The night sky was clear of any clouds or stars.

It was a bizarre scene that many would\'ve just brushed off as if it were nothing.

On such a good day, shouldn\'t there be at least one star visible?

Instead, the moon looked amplified in size, as if they were so close to it already.

It looked like if they stretched forth their hands, they should be able to touch the massive craters on the moon.

And yet, they dared not do so because of tonight.

Heh... They had seen how that thing kept staring at the moon in glee.

So honestly, they began to suspect even this moon!

That\'s right. It might seem ridiculous, but they felt that there was some truth to the matter... Or was it them being paranoid?

Sigh... Night times would never be the same again.

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~Vrrrmmmmm~~

The vehicles drove steadily, all following behind Dorian\'s vehicle instead.

And the more they followed, the more they finally understood or predicted where it was he was taking them too.

Wait! Wasn\'t this the way to the City\'s Grand Park?

Wasn\'t it in this same park that their little girl \'supposedly\' turned up soaking wet?

"Dad..."

"Hmm... I know." Old Gia said in a shaky tone.

He just hoped that his little granddaughter was still alright.

Like so, the vehicles continued forth, easing the alertness of the Park guards.

These guards were doing their routine checks when they suddenly saw several headlights get closer and closer.

And without delay, one of them turned on his walkie-talkie: "This is South-Entrance calling in here. We seem to have some strangers approaching us in vehicles."

["Strangers? At this time of the night?... Don\'t worry! I\'ll send people over to you know just in case. But because we don\'t know if their hostile or not, you and the rest shouldn\'t try to provoke them!"]

With that, the walkie-talkie went silent after a brief static noise.

~Shrrrr!

Blink. Blink.

You look at me. I look at you. You look at your shoelace. I look at your fat head.

The guards looked at themselves for a bit while reaching for their weapons just in case.

Of course, they wouldn\'t pull them out now, or it might anger these nightly visitors.

No... It was just human nature to check and ensure that their weapons were still there.

The air grew tender as the guards all felt their hearts drummed loudly.

The entire matter head indeed caught them unawares, making them feel a bit fearful too.

Momentarily, they had long wanted to run. But the head vehicle had long flashed its blinding light at them. So running might be futile since they had already been seen.

Plus, what if they ran only to find out that these people weren\'t hostile?

Again, it was their job to protect the Park. So they knew that they had to take a stance here and now.

It was just that all through their time working here, they had never been in such a situation like this.

Blinding. Blinding. Blinding.

They squinted their eyes and raised their hands above their eyes at the blinding beams of light.

And because of this, they couldn\'t make heads or tails of what sort of vehicles were driving in.

But in their minds, they had already come up with some mafia plot or something along those lines.

Oh no!

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~Vrrrrmmmmm!

The rich vehicle sounds grew louder and louder until it suddenly stopped.

And soon, they heard the doors open and close.

Bam!

Their muscles stiffened.

~Crah-Crah-Crah-Crah-

They heard the stones on the ground get crushed and crushed with the feet of another.

Yes.

The man in the suit that stepped out of the vehicle, slowly advanced towards them, stepping on the tiny stone pebbles on the ground.

And this moment, they stopped breathing.

The little fat on their faces began trembling while listening to the man\'s footsteps.

Fatty Ping, one of the guards there, almost peed himself from the tense atmosphere surrounding them.

Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!

That was all he could think of after seeing the sleek, elegant coat of the well-bodied elite person that stood before him.

Lying trough. Wouldn\'t this be the part where they got shot or kidnapped?

Instantly, Fatty Ling felt his knees quake in horror at his blockbuster imagination.

And Butler Feng, who had no ideas about what the group of guards were thinking, calmly stood before them with an expressionless face.

"Gia men... Official business. Take us to your superior."

(°∆°)... Okay?

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Silence pierced the air, with the guards all having frozen expressions.

Gia men? Official business?

On hearing his words, the guards suddenly looked at Butler Feng in a daze, blinking severally with no thoughts running through their minds.

That\'s right. Their brains had long deserted them, leaving them for dead.

And like so, they began babbling the words severally in hopes of convincing themselves of the words that they had heard.

It was just that with a blank brain, they seemed to have forgotten what any of the words spoken to them meant.

Gia men. Gia men. Gia men~

Their eyes seemed lost as their brain functions slowly returned to normal.

And soon, they exclaimed in shock: "Gia Men? GIA MEN!"

[Butler Feng]: "_"

Butler Feng\'s lips twitched when looking at the group of guards before him.

At the same time, the guards, who had now come back to their senses, turned red in embarrassment when they thought of their previous guesses.

Well, it looked like they needed to stop watching too many movies.

At the same time, they wouldn\'t just relax their guard just because this person was talking politely to them.

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The oldest amongst them coughed to hide his embarrassment before looking at Butler Feng seriously: "You say that you and the rest are Gia men, but what proof do you have?"

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes... What proof do they have?

Butler Feng reached for his chest pocket and took out a classified Badge, as well as several other documents.

The guards gathered around, looked at it before looking at each other thoughtfully as if saying: Do you think it\'s real?

They didn\'t know anything and were just ordinary civilian guards. So how would they know whether this guy was telling the truth or not?

Butler Feng rolled his eyes heavenwards before taking out his phone and showing them a web-searched image of himself standing behind old Gia during some official matters.

~Gasp!

They looked at it in shock and awe.

"OH my heavens! It really is you!"

"Yeah, yeah! Although I have to say that you look way better in this photo than now... So is it photoshopped?"

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