When Mu Qiubai mentioned Beitang Qing's name, her pupils contracted and her hands trembled slightly. The fear that emanated from her was palpable to Mu Weibai instantly.
Mu Weibai asked, "Did you cross paths with him?"
Mu Qiubai nodded, "I've faced him twice, a formidable foe…"
"There's another one, I think he might come too. He's very troublesome."
"Who?"
Mu Qiubai looked out at the wide road ahead, "UC's youngest ever Foreign Minister, Longze Qiansui."
Mu Weibai asked her, "You know him?"
Mu Qiubai shook her head, "No, I don't know him. I've just... seen him around."
"Alright, if he's on the attendee list, I'll inform Mr. Chen."
Mu Qiubai leans her head against the car window, "Brother, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep a bit…"
"Okay, sleep. I'll wake you up when we get there."
Mu Qiubai closed her eyes...