208 Signal: Part 2

A moment later, Maier leisurely got out of the taxi with his portly belly leading the way.

He looked at the beautiful smiling waitress serving the customers and quickly pulled out his mirror and comb from his pocket and gave his hair a quick comb. Only then did he walk into the café and sit opposite Lin Sheng.

"We meet again." Maier smiled at Lin Sheng.

"Yeah. What you want to drink. My treat today." Lin Sheng was now bloody rich, having a wealthy disciple sure was something.

"Anything."

"Then the same as me, three shots of espresso, no sugar," Lin Sheng ordered.

The waitress at the side hid her snigger as she took down the order and left.

Maier opened his mouth, wanting to say something but he held his tongue. He was not here to drink coffee.

"Alright, alright. Truth be told, the reason I came looking for you today was to clarify something, are you a member of the Holy Sanctum or the Ironfist Society."