Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

The Little Landlady sensed something was amiss.

Lin Chuan nodded, "It is a bit strange, let's go. As hosts, we should offer assistance, right?"

Speaking, Lin Chuan pulled the Little Landlady with him and they both left the coffee shop.

Hou and Brother Hao were waiting by the roadside for a taxi.

Brother Hao looked like he had just escaped death, taking deep breaths. Some color returned to his pale face and his fatigue seemed to lessen significantly. He spat out, "And you said Zhang and Mr. Lin have nothing to do with each other; they're practically a married couple now. I nearly lost my life over this!"

"I didn't think we'd be so unlucky either!"

Hou shivered, looking around as if he had just survived a disaster, only praying in his heart for a taxi to come quickly and whisk them away from the calamity's domain.

However, Anling was not the kind of city where taxis were plentiful on the ground.

Fate mocked them; they waited for five minutes and still could not flag down a cab. Two taxis that did pass them were already carrying passengers.

Suddenly!

A black Audi A8 stopped in front of them!

At that moment, Hou and Brother Hao got goosebumps.

Because Lin Chuan got out of the car.

"Neither of you seem to have a cold or a fever?" This time, Lin Chuan did not speak Chinese but Malay, the language Hou and Brother Hao used for their secret conversations.

Brother Hao immediately took a half step back, pushing Hou in front of him.

Hou braced himself and replied, "Brother Hao isn't feeling well. I'll take him back to the hotel to rest first. We can talk about the copyright in a few days."

Huh?

Hou suddenly froze.

He responded in Chinese, but hadn't Lin Chuan just spoken in Malay?

How did this guy know Malay?

Does that mean he understood everything Hou and Brother Hao were secretly discussing?

We're done for!

He's onto us now!

Lin Chuan smiled and slowly approached the two, "My girlfriend's novel is published on your website. You should be obligated to inform her of the statistics in Southeast Asia, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Hou nodded repeatedly.

"So, do you value her novel's intellectual property rights at only nine thousand?" Lin Chuan's tone was very calm, but to Hou and Brother Hao, it was supremely imposing, like being judged by the King of Hell after passing through the ghost gate.

"The valuation was done by a temp worker on the website. After we go back this time, we will definitely re-evaluate and give you—and not just Zhang, but Sister Zhang—a satisfactory price!" Hou immediately made an excuse and a promise.

Lin Chuan nodded slightly, somewhat pleased.

Then, he changed the subject, "Brother Hao, Monkey Editor, actually, I am more curious... why do you seem to be afraid of me?"

Brother Hao nodded vehemently!

Hou, on the other hand, shook his head like a rattle drum!

Lin Chuan smiled faintly, already having his answer, "I suppose we must have some history, right?"

Hou's face turned pale, a bitter look on his face. He forced a smile, while Brother Hao just stood there stiffly.

"Get in the car. Let's go somewhere private and talk."

At Lin Chuan's gesture, the legs of the two men unconsciously moved towards his car.

About half an hour later.

Lin Chuan took them to a tea house.

"Brother Hao, Hou, do you like tea?" As they sat facing each other, Lin Chuan poured a cup of tea for each of them, his face sporting a warm smile, like the comforting sun in winter.

However, to Brother Hao and Hou, it still seemed like the King of Hell in the underworld.

"Brother Lin is fine, just call me Hao," Brother Hao said, lacking his previous domineering CEO air. He was hunched over and subdued, occasionally stealing glances at Lin Chuan to see his expression.

The Little Landlady held back a laugh at the side.

These two guys, how come they became so tame when they saw my boyfriend, as if mice had encountered a cat?

Lin Chuan chuckled, "We were talking about the Arms Tycoon earlier. You must be the boss of Fries Novel that pirated the 'Arms Tycoon', right?"

"I'm not the boss, Hao is the boss, uh, I mean Brother Hao," Hou pointed to Brother Hao.

Brother Hao's mouth twitched, his complexion extremely unnatural, "Brother Lin, I accidentally infringed on your copyrights, and I've already returned all the profits from the infringement and paid some of the copyright fees. Please be generous..."

These two didn't dare to cross Lin Chuan.

You see, these were people from two different groups in Southeast Asia, armed to the teeth, looking for him. Whether their intentions were good or bad, they were not someone these two could provoke.

Moreover, they were afraid that if they didn't end up in Lin Chuan's hands, they'd be done in by the Morgan Group when they got back.

Just thinking of Yu Qin and Lucas made their hearts grow colder.

When gods wage war, the demons suffer!

"I didn't take that incident to heart," Lin Chuan said as he blew on his hot tea and took a sip. "But, you're afraid of me, and it doesn't seem to be just because of that, right? You seem more like you're afraid of the people looking for me?"

At that moment, the teahouse fell into silence.

The warm steam formed wisps of mist on the cups, twirling upwards and dissipating into the air.

Lin Chuan looked at their reactions, unlocked his phone, and found a picture, placing it in front of the two of them: "You've seen him, haven't you?"

Brother Hao looked down at the phone, and then at Lin Chuan, and nodded.

It was a picture of Leo.

Leo had come to Anling from Southeast Asia and unambiguously told Lin Chuan that they had seen the arms tycoon through Fries Novel and then contacted Lin Chuan.

The two of them had seen Leo, which didn't surprise Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan swiped on his phone.

Another picture appeared on the screen.

This time, Brother Hao and Hou looked at each other, thought for a long time, and finally nodded.

"We've seen him."

Hou's teeth chattered slightly as he replied in a low voice.

The man in the photo was tall and well-built, dressed in a grey casual suit, with slicked-back hair and a hawkish nose—the Asia-Pacific Division head of the Morgan Group.

It wasn't difficult for Lin Chuan to eavesdrop, monitor Lucas's computer for a long time, and get a picture.

"What's your relationship with him?" Lin Chuan dropped the pretense and asked directly.

Hou immediately shook his head, his hands waving as he vehemently disassociated himself from any connection: "Brother Lin, both Brother Hao and I run novel websites, and the worst thing we do is piracy. We wouldn't dare to be involved with these criminal figures!"

"I can see that."

Lin Chuan laughed heartily, reassuringly saying, "On my way here, I had already investigated your information. You're among those who have gone astray in the world of novel piracy and have found their way again. Even if you wanted to get involved with this person, he wouldn't necessarily care about you."

As he spoke, Lin Chuan pointed to Lucas's photo.

"Brother Lin is right." Brother Hao and Hou squeezed out a smile, uglier than crying. The statement from Brother Lin really hurt!

"You're afraid that after you go back, these two will cause trouble for you, so you're afraid of me, right?" Lin Chuan's brain was always sharp, and he speculated.

Brother Hao nodded.

At the same time, he stealthily glanced at Lin Chuan and spat in his mind, mainly afraid of you nixing me.

I even set up Mars Novels, to counteract using fire against wood, and never would have imagined that even Mars couldn't suppress you!?

"You don't have to worry about this person."

Lin Chuan pointed to Leo's photo and said, then he flipped to Lucas's picture and smiled, "As for this person, well, you'd better pray for yourselves."

"Brother Lin!"

Hou immediately became anxious. "Brother Lin, when we go back, we're probably going to be blasted with a bullet!"

Unable to provide any information, of no further use, yet tragically caught up in this maelstrom, not being blasted would be strange.

This, Hou was keenly aware.

Ah, all because of that initial copyright infringement—if they hadn't done it, they'd be trouble-free now!

"What can I do to help you?" Lin Chuan's mouth curved slightly upward, a sly glint in his eyes.

"This..."

Hou and Brother Hao were lost for words, seeming like they genuinely couldn't help with anything.

"But well..."

Lin Chuan changed his tune, but only said half, causing Hou and Brother Hao to lean forward, itching to hear the rest.

Lin Chuan smiled slightly, pointing at Lucas's photo on his phone: "This time, when you go back, he will definitely look for you. If you want to sleep without worry, just do me a small favor, and I guarantee he won't come looking for you again."