In the private room of the Host Club, Ke Mingye stood emotionlessly in a corner, adopting the posture of a bodyguard, as he played Snake on a spare phone with his head down.
Fan Quan sat opposite the Top Bull, recounting in Japanese how his hacker friend had managed to sniff him out.
"Is that so..." the Top Bull drawled with a breath of smoke, his reaction rather subdued, "It seems I wasn't careful enough, and that's how your people found a flaw in me. So, what do you want?"
"Before I answer that, I have a question," Fan Quan said.
"What question?"
"Does the organization know you are a player?"
"Of course, they do, and likewise, I'll introduce you to them," the Top Bull said.
Fan Quan continued to ask, "Won't they have any aversion? After all, the nature of players and Superhumans is similar."
"After a few missions together, they've basically accepted my presence."
Fan Quan nodded, "Okay, then let's continue the topic from before. We are here to make friends with you."
