Chapter 230: As for letting armed militants mess with me?_2

Leo only had one thing on his mind, how to contact Mr. Lin. He didn't delve deeper into these questions, "What do you mean?"

"I find it very strange. The office of Fries Novel is too shabby, and it's nested in a building with poor environmental hygiene, not quite like a legitimate novel company."

The strategist shared his opinion.

Leo frowned as he scanned his surroundings.

The floor was filthy, with random drink cartons and milk bottles thrown about in the staircase, and cobwebs spreading across the windows, with no one specifically tasked with cleaning.

It certainly didn't resemble a formal novel company.

It was more like a small workshop.

"I suspect this is a workshop pirating Lin Chuan's novels," the strategist continued.

"Piracy?"

Leo was taken aback. He had been so focused on finding Mr. Lin that he hadn't considered the possibility that the novels he was reading were pirated.

For a moment,

he felt insulted in his intelligence.

"Let's go and ask them directly!"