Secrets Buried by Time (2)

Huo Shaoheng slowly finished his last mouthful of red vegetable soup. He put down his knife and fork before wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Have a seat, do you guys want to eat something?"

Huo Shaoheng looked up at Vladimir and the middle-aged driver, Ivan. They were standing beside the table that he and Peter were sitting at.

The two of them had just arrived at the Tunguska resort by plane.

Vladimir was expressionless and he did not move.

The chauffeur, however, sat down next to Huo Shaoheng and asked him with widened eyes, "... Where's Cereus?! Didn't you say that you and Cereus were on a private road trip together?! How dare you lie to me?!"

As he spoke, he punched Huo Shaoheng in the back.

Huo Shaoheng did not dodge. He merely grunted and straightened his back to take the blow.

The middle-aged driver realized that Huo Shaoheng had not even tried to dodge. He felt a little embarrassed instead.