Inside the lounge.
The two intentionally lowered their voices, sneakily discussing how to continue deceiving the Special Search Team.
Fang Cheng suddenly remembered something and specifically instructed Xu Hao:
"Also, if they ask about your relationship with Cheng Jiashu, adamantly insist you don't know him."
"If you're really pressed, just say you feel there's a faint familiarity about him, but can't recall exactly who he is."
Though Xu Hao was still a bit muddled, not quite understanding Fang Cheng's deeper intentions with this move.
He still nodded vigorously, committing every word Fang Cheng said to memory.
"Got it, Brother Cheng!"
After saying this, Fang Cheng didn't speak further, instructing:
"Alright, go prepare some food for me."
Xu Hao immediately agreed heartily, patting his chest and saying:
"Don't worry Brother Cheng, just say what you want to eat, this meal is on me!"
Fang Cheng pondered slightly, then ordered:
