Chapter 1308 - 1307: Oh

After exchanging pleasantries with Heaton, Lu Yu and Burn, under Heaton's guidance, headed inside the Military Intelligence Six and soon arrived at the highest conference room located on the top floor.

At this moment, in the top-floor conference room, a large round conference table was placed in the center of the hall, with a holographic satellite map projected in the middle, giving off an incredibly modern vibe.

Around the round table sat several well-dressed middle-aged men, all clad in rather expensive bespoke suits, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication that complemented their unique British monocles.

If it weren't for the Military Intelligence Six agents armed to the teeth guarding the area, one might really mistake this scene for a gentleman's tea party.

"Gentlemen."

Upon entering the conference room, Heaton adjusted his attire slightly and said, "Our guest has arrived!"

As he spoke, Heaton stepped aside to stand beside Lu Yu.

With these words, in an instant, all the men present turned their gaze onto Lu Yu. Upon seeing Lu Yu's coarse black attire, they all displayed expressions of disdain.

In their eyes, Lu Yu was merely an upper echelon figure in the Dark Forces and could not be compared to these gentlemen!

Although their eyes were full of contempt, they did not display it overtly. They simply looked at Lu Yu coldly, their smirking eyes making the ridicule even more conspicuous.

"So it's Mr. Lu."

One of the men, wearing a suit, stood up slightly, casting a condescending glance at Lu Yu. With a slight smile, he said, "As a senior figure in the Assassin Alliance, Mr. Lu holds considerable international prestige..."

Pausing for a moment, the man continued, "Under such renown, Mr. Lu's presence surely graces this conference room with honor!"

His voice, layered with sarcastic undertones, was filled with mockery, making it sound particularly unsettling.

"And you are?"

Upon hearing this mocking tone, Lu Yu was unfazed, his lips curling into a devilish smile, mixed with a hint of inquiry.

Frankly, Lu Yu did not recognize the man before him.

Surprised by Lu Yu's words, the man hesitated, looking at Lu Yu in disbelief.

He then asked, "You don't know who I am?"

Speaking with disbelief, the man seemed unable to fathom that Lu Yu didn't know who he was!

"Should I know who you are?"

Hearing the man's surprised remark, Lu Yu's lips curled into a cunning smile as he replied, "Are you very famous?"

Lu Yu's tone was full of disdain, his words equally mocking the man before him.

"Mr. Lu!"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, the man looked straight at him and said, "When engaging in negotiations, knowing the other party's information is a basic courtesy, isn't it?"

His voice carried a slightly deep tone, expressing dissatisfaction with Lu Yu's apparent disregard.

"Is that so?"

Lu Yu smiled faintly, locking eyes with the man, and said, "In matters like identity, knowing now is not too late."

His gaze carried an undertone of indifference, showing disregard for the man's words.

"Listen well!"

The man, now seemingly eager to boast, straightened his posture and declared, "I am Charles O'Keefe, Deputy Director of the European Federal Authority and Deputy Chairman of Military Intelligence Six."

"Additionally, I am a standing deputy director of the European Federal Authority and one of the participants in this negotiation!"

His voice laden with pride, Charles seemed immensely proud of his titles and status.

Charles could almost envision Lu Yu's shock and awe upon learning about his prestigious titles!

"Oh."

However, when Charles eagerly awaited a reaction, Lu Yu simply replied blandly, showing no emotion, as if he had heard something trivial.

This response instantaneously changed Charles's expression drastically, now looking at Lu Yu in utter shock.

Lu Yu did not even pursue further inquiries, nor did he extend any formal courtesies.

He didn't even say a perfunctory "pleased to meet you."

Just a solitary "oh" was the response to all of Charles's boasts.

Just an "oh"?

Charles's proud and resonant declaration of his titles, filled with arrogance, was met with a nonchalant "oh" from Lu Yu?

This response made Charles feel as though he could vomit blood.

He had gone to great lengths to assert his identity only to receive a detached "oh" in return, leaving him deeply discomforted.

"You look very upset."

Observing Charles's expression, Lu Yu remarked casually, his gaze taunting, exuding an intimidating presence: "Did something happen?"

As he spoke, Lu Yu's eyes were piercing, as if questioning Charles about something.

"I…"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Charles found himself at a loss for words, appearing flustered and speechless, not knowing how to address Lu Yu's inquiry.

Charles certainly couldn't tell Lu Yu that he was displeased with his nonchalant attitude and response, right?

After all, his position was clear.