In an opulent office, a middle-aged fat man with a large head and ears leisurely puffed on a cigar while lounging on a sofa.
Several burly men had thoroughly searched Chen Yu the moment he entered the door.
"Can you tell me exactly what method you used?"
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, piercingly fixating on Chen Yu with a strange gaze.
At first, he suspected Chen Yu might have carried some device that caused the robot to lose power.
Although he had dismissed that notion, his astonishment had only deepened.
A mere ordinary person had dismantled ten robots in such a short span of time; it was something utterly impossible.
Chen Yu didn't care much, simply taking a seat on a sofa nearby and casually pouring himself a glass of wine.
"To be honest, I came here solely to ask you for some gold,"As for fighting in the arena, that was just incidental."
Chen Yu lifted his glass and at the same time, set the Token of the Knights of the Round Table on the table.
