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Feng Zejian forced a smile; to be honest, he was a little embarrassed to say it.
He was also making plans.
Rio Sawada and Kaori Shimizu, a mother and daughter.
A broken branch hangs over the abyss; a thousand summers fall over the abyss between this mother and daughter.
Chiba Ikeda and Yuka Ikeda, an aunt and niece.
The sisters, Totsuka Yuuka and Totsuka Yuhi,
Suzumiya Yuki and Ishihara Reina are a great pair, and there's also that crazy little girl, Kiritani An.
Kuroba Asuka, the left and right shrine maidens of Rukawa Kaidou Asuka Shrine, and Ume, a petite but highly professional ninja.
Although I'm not familiar with Miyazaki Vanilla, I did promise her that I would invite her, and Tsumi Gasai was, of course, also on the invitation list.
As for Feng Zeli, let's take her along. One more or one less won't make a difference, and there's also Zaojian Liusha, who aspires to be a director.
How could I forget Sakura Aoki?
Kasahara Kojima and Fujimura Yuya should also try inviting them.
I just don't know if Yanase Sayasu will be able to come.
Thinking about it carefully, I realized that I had a history with so many women.
However, one is still missing.
Where are you now, my little Kana?
Kazema picked up the phone and called Yanase Saya.
Lord Kuji is indeed Lord Kuji, he's really busy.
After that, Feng Zejian made phone calls one by one.
Tell them the time and place.
Everyone agreed readily.
After much deliberation, Feng Zejian dialed the number, only to find that it was not in service.
These calls were made, and two or three hours passed just like that.
The two were discussing what to eat today.
It was almost noon by then.
The two of them have been up all night and are still at it now.
Just as the two were about to make a decision, Twelve Nights' phone rang, and it was that same voice again.
"Gentlemen, we've arrived downstairs. Please come down."
Without saying a word, Shierye hung up the phone.
Chapter 420 The Angel with the Broken Leg
"What should we do? Should we go down?"
Feng Zejian gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"It's not up to us to decide whether or not we can go down."
"However, I will do my best to protect my master."
Twelve Nights smiled gently.
"You get a little too into the role."
"After all, I enjoy it."
As she spoke, she winked at Twelve Nights.
Feng Zejian looked at Shier Ye walking towards the house with some confusion.
"Aren't we going down?"
"Since I'm meeting with outsiders, I should change my clothes and dress up properly."
It took an hour to say that sentence.
As expected, Twelve Nights changed into a white outfit and put on a more delicate makeup.
As a man, Feng Zejian only applies face wash to his face; he doesn't even bother with men's cologne.
Kazema was watching TV series on the apartment's internet TV.
Shierye walked over and took Fengzejian's arm.
"We walked."
Just as Feng Zejian was enjoying the exciting part, he frowned slightly.
"Master, wait until I finish reading this part."
On the twelfth night, her brows furrowed slightly.
"They're still waiting downstairs, do you think this is okay?"
Feng Zejian was so angry he laughed, and instinctively he was about to retort.
Twelve Nights, of course, knew what Kazezawa was going to say.
"You say it again?"
Feng Zejian pursed his lips, somewhat dissatisfied.
Before he could even speak, Twelve Nights silenced him with a single sentence.
He hadn't even said those words yet.
Twelve Nights pulled Feng Zejian up, and the two walked outside.
Feng Zejian reluctantly glanced back at the TV and memorized the progress bar below.
I can only watch it after I get back.
The two went downstairs, where a glacier white Bentley was parked.
Passersby would stop to take a look or take a picture.
At that moment, the driver's side door opened, and a Western man in a white tuxedo stepped out.
The men were all dressed in white, and they were also wearing a pair of white gauze gloves.
Her short blonde hair was tied back and styled into a small, thick braid.
With blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose, long legs, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a height of 1.9 meters, he is a very handsome and standard Western man.
The handsome guy handed the two of them translation headsets, and they put them on.
The handsome guy then formally began his self-introduction.
"Gentlemen, my name is Russell West. You're the one from the phone call earlier. Please come with me to the car. I've already made a reservation. We can eat and talk."
Feng Zejian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Although your attitude is very good, it seems like you don't give us any choice, which makes me a little uncomfortable."
"We apologize, we were in a rush this time, so we didn't discuss some things with you. Please give us a chance; we came here with sincerity."
The man's tone was earnest, making it difficult for either of them to refuse.
"OK then."
Russell West gestured for them to get in, and the two of them got into the glacier-white Bentley.
The two sat in the back seat, while a girl leaned out of the passenger seat.
When they saw the girl, they were both stunned for a moment.
That girl had the same angelic face as Victoria.
With her silver hair, fair yet rosy skin, silvery pupils, delicate nose, and slightly trembling silver eyelashes, her features and the lines of her entire face are works of art.
Of course, having the same angelic face doesn't mean the two are exactly alike. "Angel" is an adjective, and her angelic face is matched by her temperament.
That pretty face was beautiful, very beautiful, but it was an approachable beauty, a beauty that was neither noble nor arrogant.
Feng Zejian asked instinctively, "Are you an angel?"
The girl giggled.
"I guess you could call me Angela. It's nice to meet you all."
The girl extended her hand and shook hands with each of them.
Russell West drove into a private club and stopped.
The two then got out of the car.
Russell West got out of the car and went straight to the trunk, where he took out a wheelchair.
The two looked at each other, as if they had guessed something.
Russell Weiss secured the wheelchair, then opened the passenger door and lifted Angel out of the wheelchair, placing her in it.
Both of them had only one thought in their minds: why do angels who descend to earth always encounter so many misfortunes?
Russell West pushed Angel towards the two of them.
"I'm sorry, Angel was unable to come down earlier, so I was the one who greeted the two of you."
The two waved their hands.
"This may be a problem for others, but it is definitely not our problem."
"Thank you for your understanding. Please follow me; the meal is ready."
The two followed Russell West into the club and to the dining table.
This place has a homey feel, with a rectangular and round table.
The table was laden with exquisite dishes, and the four of them sat down.
"Gentlemen, how about trying the dishes?"
The two of them picked up their utensils and began to taste the food.
Feng Zejian gave his own evaluation.
"It's delicious, but not filling."
Angela covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
"Then let the two of you eat as much as you like, please eat to your heart's content."
At this moment, Twelve Nights said, "Weren't we supposed to eat and chat at the same time? Why are we just eating and not talking?"
Russell West laughed and said, "Aren't you going to lay the groundwork before jumping straight into the topic?"
Feng Zeji spoke indirectly.
"If it's a topic that makes everyone happy, then of course it's best to chat while eating. You can have a great time chatting and enjoy the food, don't you think?"
Angela nodded.
"That's true, but before that, you should have some questions and concerns about us. You can ask them, and I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."
Feng Zejian tapped his front teeth with his fork, pondering, "How much does the Vatican know about the affairs of Twilight Town?"
Russell West replied, "It's impossible to know everything, but most of it is."
The area between the wind and the marshland is narrowed.
"Do you know about Victoria and Laura?"
"We knew, but we found out later."
Feng Zejian asked again, "That holy envoy said that he came to find the descending angel, but according to the timeline we know, the angel has already descended. Isn't your time difference too big?"
Angela smiled and said, "Let me explain this. There wasn't just one angel in the lower realm. Several angels descended to the lower realm at different times. The prophecy actually conveyed a very complete message, but the Church at that time was unable to effectively interpret the prophecy, resulting in unclear information. As a result, the angels could not be found even under the Church's nose."
“My legs are like that. Compared to others, I’m lucky. Victoria is different. She’s an angel but she’s been labeled a devil. Humans and the Church even pushed her to hell.”