Chapter 563: Su Meiji: “I Told Them You’re My Boyfriend!”
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Luo Feng had just left the territorial waters of the Cherry Blossom Nation and entered international waters when the embassy of the Cherry Blossom Nation called him.
His visa had been revoked.
He was no longer welcome in the Cherry Blossom Country.
Luo Feng’s mind froze for a moment.
They were done with him?
So quickly?
Did they think he would simply come crawling back?
But in his heart, Luo Feng knew he never intended to return.
Hahaha!
Inside, Luo Feng was ecstatic. Now those fools would waste their time and resources searching for nonexistent treasures.
Perhaps legends of the hidden treasures would spread among the masses, luring eager treasure hunters from every corner.
Only to discover emptiness in the end.
“You want to revoke my visa? Explain yourself. Why have you done this?” Luo Feng demanded, feigning concern.
He had to at least pretend to seek an explanation.
“Mr. Luo, your actions have tarnished the honor and credibility of our Cherry Blossom Nation. You are no longer welcome here,” the voice on the other end replied coldly.
“Heh, so it’s about the skull? Weren’t you the ones who stole it first?” Luo Feng retorted.
“Please refrain from making baseless accusations!”
Luo Feng said nothing more. The artifacts were safe, and any further discussion would be pointless.
He promptly hung up the phone.
But then came a series of calls from the governor of the capital city.
“Little Luo, where’s your cargo ship now?”
“Almost in international waters, I believe.”
“That’s good. If they want to act, it’s too late! When will you be back?” “Perhaps in a day or two. Around thirty hours, give or take.”
“Excellent; we’ll monitor the news.”
“But there’s something amusing. They actually believed what I said!”
Luo Feng proceeded to recount his fabrication of the eleven treasure locations, leaving the governor in stitches.
“If they hadn’t believed you, it wouldn’t have been so simple for you to escape with all those artifacts!”
“True. Without those false leads, they might have grown desperate. After all, we’re talking about a hundred thousand pieces! If there had really been eleven treasure troves within their borders, they wouldn’t have reacted this way,” Luo Feng replied, grinning.
On the afternoon of the third day, Luo Feng arrived at Shanghai’s port, greeted by the city’s dazzling lights.
The port was swarming with reporters’ boats, all lying in wait.
Cameras flashed, nearly blinding to the eyes, but Luo Feng was prepared, having donned sunglasses in advance.
After such a grand adventure abroad, he knew he’d be bombarded with photographs and questions upon his return.
But the reporters were kept at bay.
Welcoming him was the governor of Shanghai, accompanied by personal guards.
Armed police cleared a path, ensuring no reporters or crowds could approach Luo Feng’s car.
The artifacts were whisked away by military personnel.
Once in the inner harbor, Luo Feng no longer had to fret about their safety.
The evening buzzed with the astonishment of onlookers, all marveling at Luo Feng’s celebrity status and the majestic welcome he received.
At six o’clock that evening, Shanghai’s Eastern Grand Hotel was abuzz with activity. Lines of police cars, Audis, and more were parked outside.
The hotel was cleared of guests, save for one very special one: Luo Feng.
The government had lavishly booked the entire hotel for him, and accompanying him for dinner was the governor of Shanghai himself. There were whispers that the governor of the capital city would join them the next day.
As Luo Feng dined with his companions, he spotted a breathtaking figure outside the banquet hall, speaking with the soldiers on guard.
“Meiji, what brings you here?” Luo Feng asked.
“Of course, to welcome you!” Su Meiji responded, looking particularly alluring in a beautiful short skirt, paired with red and black high heels.
“That’s right, I forgot you’ve been working in Shanghai lately! I didn’t even think to notify you! But how did you manage to get in?” Luo Feng asked as the governor of Shanghai graciously made room for Su Meiji, taking the third seat himself.
“Simple, by declaring that I’m your girlfriend!” Su Meiji whispered, her face lit with an elegant smile.
“Hahahaha!” Luo Feng laughed, elated inside. Though they had shared a kiss once, this was the first time she had openly referred to herself as his woman.
“So tonight, can we explore some of the privileges a boyfriend should enjoy?” Luo Feng asked, his face alight with eager anticipation.
“You, really, what’s the occasion to be speaking of such things now?”
Luo Feng, of course, did not miss this golden opportunity, and asked again, “I don’t care; since you’re my girlfriend now, I want you to answer my question.”
“Alright, alright, enough!”
Su Meiji, unable to do anything else, rolled her eyes. Having such a boyfriend, what could she do? She then sat down next to Luo Feng and began to eat the feast prepared especially for Luo Feng. And it must be said, it was so delicious, far superior to the culinary skills of other hotels.
These chefs, it seemed, had been specially arranged.
The best food is never found in big hotels, for true masters are among the common people.
“Little Luo, there’s something I need to trouble you with!”
Just as the banquet was halfway through, Mr. Wu received a notification and spoke.
“What is it, Mr. Wu? Please, do not hesitate to say!” Luo Feng declared magnanimously. Su Meiji also looked towards him with great anticipation.
“Over by Fuquan Mountain, an ancient tomb has been discovered, but they cannot find a way to enter. If they force it open, they fear damaging the relics inside, destroying them all!”
“So they called me to ask if you have time to go there.”
Mr. Wu said slowly as he ate.
“Is that so? But may I ask, whose ancient tomb is it? Has the identity of the tomb’s occupant been determined?” Luo Feng inquired.
“It’s not very clear at the moment, but the initial judgment is that it should be a Ming Dynasty tomb!” Mr. Wu replied.
“A Ming Dynasty tomb, alright. I’ll find time to go and have a look. If I’m there, as you know, the problem should not be significant!” Luo Feng said confidently, taking a bite of chicken. It was not out of arrogance but an acknowledgment of his true abilities.
Of course, Mr. Wu, seeing Luo Feng’s confidence, naturally believed him. After all, so many accomplishments lay before them. Luo Feng was a god in archaeology, a god in treasure hunting.
Under the heavens, there was no one more professional than Luo Feng.
If he said it was possible, then it must be possible.
“Very well, since Mr. Luo has agreed, I will relay the message. You can go there when you have the time, and ask them to hold on!”
Upon hearing Luo Feng’s agreement, Mr. Wu put down his chopsticks, picked up the phone, and conveyed the information.
That night, Luo Feng escorted Su Meiji home, reflecting on the cunning nature of the girl.
She had indeed fooled Luo Feng this time, and he had no choice but to accept it.
Maybe Su Meiji herself had many unresolved questions in her heart. Luo Feng recognized that if he missed this chance, perhaps the next one might not come for a long while. But he was not anxious; once she acknowledged their relationship, everything else would follow in time.
During the next few days, Luo Feng took some time to rest at home. After a two-day respite, he gathered his team of wealthy treasure hunters, including Qin Rubing, Su Meiji, Li Shishi, and others. They boarded a plane to Fuquan Mountain once again, arriving around ten o’clock in the morning. “Holy cow, where is this? Has Luo gone abroad again?” someone exclaimed.
“Are you an idiot? Look at this landscape; it’s clearly in our country!” another person retorted.
“So where is this place? I feel a strange sense of seriousness.” “This must be some mountain, but I don’t know which one.”
“It’s only been a few days. Has the host had enough rest? Is he going to start treasure hunting again?” someone else questioned.
Luo Feng explained, “Actually, I didn’t discover this place. Someone else did, but they ran into difficulties with grave robbing. So, I just came to assist.”
“What about the eleven treasures in Sakura Nation? What happened to them?” someone asked.
Luo Feng merely chuckled without answering. By his calculations, the Sakura Nation should have now attracted numerous treasure hunters, all searching in vain. He knew the outcome would probably be fruitless, but that had nothing to do with him. After all, legends often lead to disaster. The tales of immortality have killed many emperors in ancient times.
“Mr. Luo is here! Hello, Mr. Luo!” a welcoming cry came as Luo Feng arrived at their temporary camp. A group of people greeted him, reflecting his exceptional status in the country, especially in the field of archaeology.
“Hello, Mr. Luo. Thank you for coming. We are from the Caiyun Archaeological Team, and my name is Li Gang!” A middle-aged man, seemingly the team leader, introduced himself.
“Hello, Mr. Li!” Luo Feng greeted him and asked, “Mr. Li, where is the ancient tomb?”
“Over here!” Li Gang led Luo Feng to a pit that had been dug out over half a meter deep and about thirty centimeters wide.
Luo Feng detected the scent of saltpeter.
“Some time ago, a worker nearby heard an explosion and found this pit. It
seems someone used explosives, likely the work of tomb robbers,” Li Gang explained.
Luo Feng couldn’t help but think that the suspicion was unnecessary; it was clear as day that tomb robbers were responsible.
Li Gang then led Luo Feng to three similar pits nearby, also believed to be robber holes.
“Mr. Luo, would you like to go down and take a look?” Li Gang asked.
“Okay!” Luo Feng agreed.
Descending with the help of a rope, Luo Feng was surprised by what he saw below. It was evident that an ancient tomb lay beneath, but the robbers had dug not into the main burial chamber but merely a tomb passage. The passage was filled with inverted blue and white porcelain bowls.
“So many blue and white porcelains, isn’t that excessive?” Luo Feng wondered aloud.
“This must be a grand tomb!” Li Gang concluded, squatting to examine some porcelain fragments. “When we dug downward, we found these bowls and assumed we had found an ancient tomb. But as we continued, something felt off. There were too many of these bowls. I suspect they’re not burial objects but part of the tomb’s walls!”
“So, we didn’t dare to dig any further!” he added.
The revelation left everyone stunned.
“What do you mean by ‘the walls of the ancient tomb!?” someone asked. “Can someone explain what he means by porcelain being used as a wall?”
“I don’t understand; what does he mean?” another voice echoed, reflecting the shared confusion over this unprecedented discovery..
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