Actually, both Chen Zhao and 23Rd knew what the result would be.
At their level, after a few exchanges, they would know each other's strengths and weaknesses.
Gen 23 was indeed strong, but in this battle, Chen Zhao clearly had the upper hand.
Of course, neither Chen Zhao nor 23Rd had used their full strength.
It was just one crazy attack and the other passive defense. The outcome was already decided.
23Rd was too old. She couldn't use her full strength.
But Chen Zhao was young enough. Plus, he had an enhanced body. He could do whatever he wanted.
"Granny …" Mana wanted to express her dissatisfaction.
23Rd waved his hand. Instantly, the alternate dimension shrank back.
Whoosh —
Emera and the two bodyguards came back to their senses in an instant.
It was a strange feeling. Emera was confused.
Looking at Chen Zhao, 23Rd took out a scroll and handed it to Chen Zhao.
"Sir, this is for you."
Chen Zhao opened the scroll. He couldn't understand it. It wasn't English.
What language was this?
"Grand Duke, what do I think of this?"
"That's your problem. I've already kept my promise."
"Grandma, that belongs to our family. How can you give it to him?" Mana Bloody Mary yelled in dissatisfaction.
Emera looked at the scroll in Chen Zhao's hand. She was a normal person.
She was an ordinary person, but she knew that 23Rd was the Grand Duke of Hungary. His family was even more prominent than the royal family.
The scroll that 23Rd had given Chen Zhao was inlaid with golden patterns. It didn't look ordinary.
It was clearly something used by European royals. She just didn't understand why they would give it to a Chinese.
Chen Zhao flipped it around and couldn't find anything. Then, he put the scroll away.
"Fine. Have a good meal. Of course, you have to pay for the damage to the restaurant."
Chen Zhao wasn't familiar with them, so he wouldn't feign civility.
Plus, he didn't think that he had to bow down to them.
After all, they didn't have much interaction. As for their noble status …
In today's society, it could be called glory.
But to say that it really had any use, it didn't seem to have any use.
Even if they were compared to the big shots on Wall Street, it was unlikely that those big shots would care about these European nobles.
Chen Zhao was the same. In this country, once you had enough money, everyone could enjoy the same treatment.
For example, the police chief of the city's police department would not offend the other party for the sake of either a billionaire or a billionaire with a net worth of ten billion USD.
As for the political power, it was a move that would tear off all pretense of cordiality. No one was easy to knead. It was impossible for the twenty-third generation to fight to the death for such a trivial matter.
When he got home, he picked up the phone again.
"Hey, Wang He. I'm sorry. Due to an unexpected situation today, dinner was ruined."
"Mr. Chen, it's okay. You didn't do it on purpose."
Wang He had just checked online and found out the identity of the old lady from before. She was the Grand Duke of Hungary.
This made him even more shocked. Just what kind of background did Chen Zhao have to be able to interact with European nobles?
Moreover, they were not ordinary nobles, but true nobles.
In Europe's aristocratic circle, the Grand Duke was the most powerful noble.
Some European countries didn't even have a royal family, and the Grand Duke was the ruler.
Of course, the royals and nobles of most countries had already withdrawn from the political circle.
But they still had unparalleled political influence.
For example, England's Prime Minister still had to be conferred a title by the Queen.
For important national decisions, even if they were voted by the Parliament, they still had to go to Buckingham Palace and ask for the Queen's permission.
"Tell Zhou Yu I'm sorry."
"Okay, I'll tell him."
"Oh, how long are you guys staying in LA? Let's arrange another time."
"Within this week."
"Then let's do it the day after tomorrow. I'm busy tomorrow."
"Sure, no problem."
Wang He had grown a lot in the past year.
He knew that all of his qualifications and all of his fame were nothing in the eyes of some big shots.
So, when he faced Chen Zhao, he had to be serious and respectful.
Acting like a big shot in front of Chen Zhao was undoubtedly the stupidest thing to do.
Actually, Chen Zhao's mentality had changed too.
He realized that he also needed to develop connections.
But he had pitifully few connections.
Regardless of whether they were useful or not, maintaining a good relationship wouldn't hurt anyone.
If it was two years ago, or even a year ago, Chen Zhao wouldn't bother to communicate with people he wasn't familiar with.
Fali came down from upstairs. "Chen, have you had dinner?"
"Not yet. Did you eat?"
"Me neither. Let's have dinner together."
"Okay."
Chen Zhao took out the scroll and handed it to Fali. "Fali, do you recognize this language?"
Fali took the scroll and looked at it. "I don't."
There were also letters on it, but they weren't the normal ones. Most of them were similar to letters, and there were some pictograms.
The combination of the letters was also very special. It wasn't English at all.
Fali opened the scroll and pointed it at the camera in the room. "Butler, can you translate this?"
The camera immediately scanned the words.
"This is medieval Greek language. It should be used between 500 BC and 300 AD. The system doesn't have any related information. I can link it to the Internet. I can translate 20%, but I can't completely recognize or translate it."
I can only translate 20%? Chen Zhao was speechless.
He'd been tricked by that old woman from the 23rd generation.
No wonder she'd given the scroll to him so easily.
So, she knew that he wouldn't be able to translate the contents of the scroll.
Although Chen Zhao was depressed, there was nothing he could do.
He would ask the people in the Association later and see if anyone could translate it.
The salt and pepper octopus was delicious. Even Fali ate an entire tentacle, ignoring the high fat content.
Recently, Chen Zhao had been working very hard on Fali's body. Moreover, he didn't have any protective measures.
He didn't want Fali to go back to work in the Coastal Rescue Team.
Chen Zhao hoped that he could make Fali pregnant again in three months.
Unfortunately, Fali's stomach didn't move.
But this wasn't strange. Last time, Fali had gotten pregnant through a wish.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhao suddenly slapped his head.
He shouldn't have made a wish to make Fali pregnant.
He should have made a wish to make Fali's fertility function normal.
At night, Chen Zhao sat on the balcony and watched the sparkling sea.
Little Larissa was like little Gerlyn a year ago. She would wake up a few times at night.
Recently, Chen Zhao had insomnia. Yes, he couldn't sleep.
He hadn't slept for about ten days.
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