He was most afraid of the sudden silence in the air, and most afraid of his peers suddenly acknowledging him as their master …
Meg looked at the sincere and hopeful Heyman, as well as the surrounding chefs who were all staring at him in shock, and shook his head decisively. "No, an old one is enough."
"Sigh …" Heyman sighed regretfully. He seemed to be a little disheartened by Meg's rejection.
The chefs present all heaved a sigh of relief. Many of them were Heyman's disciples and grand-disciples. It would be weird if such a young grandmaster suddenly appeared above them.
However, everyone was looking at Meg in a completely different light now. It was imaginable how good Meg's culinary skills were for Heyman to want to acknowledge him as his master.
"Although I am a little old, and look a little plump, my brain is actually quite fast. Why don't you consider it again?" Heyman was still a little unwilling to give up.
"We will be returning to Chaos City after the banquet tomorrow. If you really want to learn how to roast fish, come to Chaos City to look for me. I can teach you." Meg was still shaking his head with a smile, but he made a promise.
"Really!" Heyman's eyes lit up, but he soon sighed again. He probably couldn't leave the main kitchen anymore. Even if he really wanted to learn how to roast fish from Meg, he probably couldn't do it.
"Since that's the case, please enjoy your meal. We won't disturb you anymore." A smile quickly appeared on Heyman's face again, and he chased all the chefs who were squeezed in Kitchen 1 out, leaving only Meg and the rest for dinner.
Irina waved her hand to set up a soundproof barrier, and put a piece of red braised pork into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed, and then ate a mouthful of rice. Only then did she ask Meg, "Are we taking action tonight?"
"We need to wait for Connie to meet up with us first before we take action together. However, I need to go out tonight to look for someone, "Meg said.
"Look for someone?"
Everyone looked at Meg. Could it be that he had someone he knew in the Falk Tribe?
"Yes, an important person. Perhaps he can change the situation to a certain extent." Meg nodded. It was really difficult to explain the system's quest, so he didn't say much.
"Father, can you bring me along?" Amy asked expectantly.
"Not tonight." Meg shook his head and looked at the pouting Amy. He smiled and patted her head, saying, "Because Father needs Amy's help with something more important."
Amy's eyes lit up again, and she asked expectantly, "What is it? Just tell me, and I'll definitely get it done."
"I'll talk to you later." Meg smiled. He turned to look at everyone, and said, "According to the intelligence, Connie's brother is locked up in the dungeon in the chief's palace. There are at least two 10th-tier powerhouses in that palace. It's obviously not an easy thing to rescue him under their watch …"
"They're just two low-tier 10th-tier orcs. Isn't it just saving someone? I think it's quite simple." Irina looked at Meg with a relaxed expression. "Why don't we do it after dinner?"
"There are four 10th-tier powerhouses in the Falk Tribe, including Gary. The coronation ceremony is tomorrow, and most of them are in the inner city now. If we act rashly, not only might we not be able to rescue Connie's brother, we might even get ourselves into trouble." Meg shook his head and looked at Irina helplessly. "Let's wait for Connie to come first. Otherwise, even if we see her brother, it won't be easy to take him away."
"I hope her brother will be more normal," Irina said with pursed lips.
According to the intelligence, although Gary had already carried out several rounds of cleansing in the Falk Tribe, and most of the orcs who were close to the former chief were killed or imprisoned, there were still many people in the Falk Tribe who didn't really stand on Gary's side because the former chief was very generous and had won the hearts of the people.
With Irina around, killing Gary wasn't a difficult thing.
However, killing him wouldn't solve the Falk Tribe's current problem. The Aug Tribe could totally support another puppet to control the Falk Tribe, and then influence the entire orc race.
Connie was the princess of the Falk Tribe, after all. If she and her brother could regain power and control the Falk Tribe, they would be able to get the Falk Tribe out of the Aug Tribe's control and stand on the anti-war side.
"I can be in charge of scouting and infiltrating. The night is my veil," Camilla said to Meg as she suddenly appeared at the dining table and sat down.
"Mm-hmm. You're more reliable than that killer who has no sense of direction," Meg agreed with Camilla.
The Gray Temple's intelligence didn't tell him exactly where Connie's brother was locked up. They only guessed that he was in a few prisons and secret dungeons under the chief's palace.
Before they officially started the rescue operation, it was indeed necessary for them to have a deeper understanding.
"Then, what do we need to do?" Mia asked. Barbara, Elizabeth, and the rest also looked at Meg.
"All of you just need to rest well tonight. We have to appear more professional so that we won't be suspected easily," Meg said with a smile. The more people there were, the easier it was to be exposed.
After dinner, Meg talked to Camilla alone for a while, and gave her a map with a few possible locations marked for her to check.
"Did Connie mark these for you?" Camilla looked at Meg suspiciously as she held the map.
"No, I spent money to buy some information, but I'm not sure if it's accurate." Meg shook his head.
Camilla left with the map, and Meg brought the girls back to the courtyard that he had arranged for them after they cleaned up the kitchen.
Ever since they arrived at the inner city, Meg felt a spiritual power staring at them. It was a level-6 or level-6 ability. It wasn't very powerful, but it was enough to keep an eye on them.
"Do we need to erase it?" Irina asked with a frown as she looked in the direction that she sensed.
"No need. Let him keep an eye on us. He's blind anyway." Meg shook his head with a smile, and closed the courtyard door.
As the night got darker, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the courtyard and out of the high wall, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
About three minutes later, Meg appeared outside the city. He hid in the shadows of the houses, and walked quickly. Soon, he arrived at an alley that was covered with small stones.
"This should be the place, right?" Meg walked into the alley, and soon smelled a strong alcohol aroma. It was the smell of rum.
Following the aroma, Meg quickly arrived at a rather spacious courtyard. He could smell the strong alcohol aroma even through the courtyard wall. It was a pleasant aroma, the aroma of rum.
Meg raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door.
"Which little bitch's house is this?" Irina appeared on the courtyard wall, and asked him with a smile.
"A master brewer. I want to learn how to brew rum from him." Meg looked up at Irina, shrugged, and said innocently.
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