As A Trash Collector, I Collected A Imperial Jade Seal

The Prime Minister’s brow creased at this information. Luo Feng had accepted the dinner invitation; undoubtedly, he had made his own preparations. “We’ll bide our time,” he resolved.

As he had suspected, his ploy had been unearthed by the adversary.

Replacing the artifacts wasn’t going to be as simple as he had anticipated.

The silver lining was their location—Japan, where he still had leeway.

Achieving his goal was paramount. Even if the world was aware of the Japanese government’s involvement, without evidence, there would be no retribution.

Just before one o’clock, two cars glided into a high-end hotel in Nara.

There wasn’t a live broadcast, but hordes of reporters crowded the entrance, hurling inquiries.

They were promptly shooed away by the Premier’s secretary.

Luo Feng deduced that this meeting was essentially organized at a state banquet level—usually reserved for top-ranking foreign officials.

“Mr. Luo, you’ve traveled far. Please, be seated!”

The man appeared as a sophisticated Japanese gentleman in his mid-forties, donned in a western suit with a small beard.

He radiated friendliness.

But Luo Feng knew that such amicability often cloaked a heart devoid of mercy.

The meal stretched over a generous hour and a half.

In time-crunched Japan, meals were typically expedited.

Such protracted meals were a familiar sight in Luo Feng’s homeland.

But to indulge this much time on a midday meal…

It was clear that the Prime Minister was intentionally dragging it out.

“Uesugi, could you escort Mr. Luo to his quarters?”

Luo Feng had been effectively seduced into inebriation by the Prime Minister’s women and was now being led to a hotel room to rest.

“Mm!”

“Okay!”

At that moment, Uesugi Eri was a cocktail of nerves and fear.

She understood.

Once she crossed that threshold…

Her purity would be compromised.

She remembered the text message she had received earlier.

She had no idea who had sent it.

But the sender had emphasized that she must keep Luo Feng in the hotel for an entire day.

This was her assignment.

Should she decline, she would face an industry ban and threats against her parents.

While she had no evidence of the mastermind,

Eri knew who was responsible and understood she couldn’t voice it. If she did, her safety would be compromised.

But she had agreed because she hadn’t forgotten her allegiance to the Nation of the Rising Sun. She viewed this as her final act of loyalty.

After this, she would follow her heart.

As for the Prime Minister’s toast at the banquet, Luo Feng couldn’t decline.

He drank freely.

After all, there were three to five hundred villagers nearby, their eyes sharp.

They were responsible for protecting the grand tomb.

He trusted that this time they would guard it just as effectively.

Even if they failed,

The loss would be minimal.

He had accounted for the potential loss of several dozen, or possibly several hundred artifacts.

Perhaps even fewer.

Who could say?

After all, total control is unattainable on foreign turf.

For the most significant artifacts, Luo Feng had allocated extra security.

This was a task his cousin, Luo Yun, would assuredly handle. Luo Feng didn’t need to elaborate.

“Little model!”

“Hmm?”

As Eri was assisting Luo Feng into the suite,

He sensed her trembling.

She was terrified of what lay ahead. “They’re blackmailing you, aren’t they?”

“I volunteered! ”

“Mm, I have an inkling of the situation. I didn’t foresee such villainy from him!

“How about you accompany me back to my country after this?”

“I’ve considered it. After this, I plan to follow you back to your country!”

“No, the small amount of alcohol you added wouldn’t have knocked me out! I would never exploit someone in a compromised situation! But,” Luo Feng smirked, “if you’re agreeable, then I have no qualms!” “I’m only tasked with keeping you in the hotel for a full day!” “I can respect that commitment,”

Luo Feng affirmed, “No problem, I’ll stay here for a full day!”

“You’re aware of the Prime Minister’s plot, and yet you’re prepared to walk into the lion’s den?” Eri questioned, baffled.

“Fool, aiding you is a minor sacrifice. I’ve always been a gentleman. Come tomorrow morning, I’ll arrange for your departure!”

Luo Feng chuckled.

Men are consummate charlatans, misleading people at every turn. Clearly, everything had been prearranged. Even aware of the scheme, he felt no fear.

“Mr. Luu…”

Just as he had anticipated, the girl was indeed smitten, moved by his gesture. Luo Feng knew he had successfully won over another Sakura maiden’s heart.

“Hmm?”

“So…how should I reciprocate?”

“If you’re willing, we can commence right this instant….”

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Are our people on the move?”

The Prime Minister lounged in a lavish hotel suite, anticipatively awaiting Luo Feng’s arrival.

He had deployed a decoy operation to lure out his prey.

With unerring certainty, he was plotting an opportunity to substitute those priceless artifacts.

“Prime Minister, we’ve seen an influx of visitors from China around the farm,” a subordinate relayed. “I did some digging at the airport. It turns out they’re all from a single village in China, Luo Feng’s kin. They’re milling around the farm! Our men are hamstrung!”

“And their numbers?”

“A few hundred! ”

The Prime Minister’s brow creased at this information. Luo Feng had accepted the dinner invitation; undoubtedly, he had made his own preparations. “We’ll bide our time,” he resolved.

As he had suspected, his ploy had been unearthed by the adversary.

Replacing the artifacts wasn’t going to be as simple as he had anticipated.

The silver lining was their location—Japan, where he still had leeway.

Achieving his goal was paramount. Even if the world was aware of the Japanese government’s involvement, without evidence, there would be no retribution.

Just before one o’clock, two cars glided into a high-end hotel in Nara.

There wasn’t a live broadcast, but hordes of reporters crowded the entrance, hurling inquiries.

They were promptly shooed away by the Premier’s secretary.

Luo Feng deduced that this meeting was essentially organized at a state banquet level—usually reserved for top-ranking foreign officials.

“Mr. Luo, you’ve traveled far. Please, be seated!”

The man appeared as a sophisticated Japanese gentleman in his mid-forties, donned in a western suit with a small beard.

He radiated friendliness.

But Luo Feng knew that such amicability often cloaked a heart devoid of mercy.

The meal stretched over a generous hour and a half.

In time-crunched Japan, meals were typically expedited.

Such protracted meals were a familiar sight in Luo Feng’s homeland.

But to indulge this much time on a midday meal…

It was clear that the Prime Minister was intentionally dragging it out.

“Uesugi, could you escort Mr. Luo to his quarters?”

Luo Feng had been effectively seduced into inebriation by the Prime Minister’s women and was now being led to a hotel room to rest.

“Mm!”

“Okay!”

At that moment, Uesugi Eri was a cocktail of nerves and fear.

She understood.

Once she crossed that threshold…

Her purity would be compromised.

She remembered the text message she had received earlier.

She had no idea who had sent it.

But the sender had emphasized that she must keep Luo Feng in the hotel for an entire day.

This was her assignment.

Should she decline, she would face an industry ban and threats against her parents.

While she had no evidence of the mastermind,

Eri knew who was responsible and understood she couldn’t voice it. If she did, her safety would be compromised.

But she had agreed because she hadn’t forgotten her allegiance to the Nation of the Rising Sun. She viewed this as her final act of loyalty.

After this, she would follow her heart.

As for the Prime Minister’s toast at the banquet, Luo Feng couldn’t decline.

He drank freely.

After all, there were three to five hundred villagers nearby, their eyes sharp.

They were responsible for protecting the grand tomb.

He trusted that this time they would guard it just as effectively.

Even if they failed,

The loss would be minimal.

He had accounted for the potential loss of several dozen, or possibly several hundred artifacts.

Perhaps even fewer.

Who could say?

After all, total control is unattainable on foreign turf.

For the most significant artifacts, Luo Feng had allocated extra security.

This was a task his cousin, Luo Yun, would assuredly handle. Luo Feng didn’t need to elaborate.

“Little model!”

“Hmm?”

As Eri was assisting Luo Feng into the suite,

He sensed her trembling.

She was terrified of what lay ahead. “They’re blackmailing you, aren’t they?”

“I volunteered! ”

“Mm, I have an inkling of the situation. I didn’t foresee such villainy from him!

“How about you accompany me back to my country after this?”

“I’ve considered it. After this, I plan to follow you back to your country!”

“No, the small amount of alcohol you added wouldn’t have knocked me out! I would never exploit someone in a compromised situation! But,” Luo Feng smirked, “if you’re agreeable, then I have no qualms!” “I’m only tasked with keeping you in the hotel for a full day!” “I can respect that commitment,”

Luo Feng affirmed, “No problem, I’ll stay here for a full day!”

“You’re aware of the Prime Minister’s plot, and yet you’re prepared to walk into the lion’s den?” Eri questioned, baffled.

“Fool, aiding you is a minor sacrifice. I’ve always been a gentleman. Come tomorrow morning, I’ll arrange for your departure!”

Luo Feng chuckled.

Men are consummate charlatans, misleading people at every turn. Clearly, everything had been prearranged. Even aware of the scheme, he felt no fear.

“Mr. Luu…”

Just as he had anticipated, the girl was indeed smitten, moved by his gesture. Luo Feng knew he had successfully won over another Sakura maiden’s heart.

“Hmm?”

“So…how should I reciprocate?”

“If you’re willing, we can commence right this instant….”