Chapter 1548 - 1547: Rumor?

"Gentlemen"

At this moment, Hussein slowly obeyed Umarov's words and approached Lu Yu, speaking quite respectfully and smiling with every word: "Our chairman invites both of you inside for a talk."

While speaking, Hussein slowly stretched out his hand, pointing to Umarov not far away.

Although Hussein didn't see Lu Yu take down the gatekeeper earlier, he could tell from the tense demeanor of those men and Lu Yu's composed state that Lu Yu standing before him was definitely no ordinary person!

Precisely because of this, Hussein was now so humble and respectful.

"Alright!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu didn't hesitate at all, speaking while he and the Assassin Alliance members headed directly toward Umarov, exuding an incredibly indifferent and composed demeanor!

Due to the room's door being made of one-way glass, Umarov had seen Lu Yu and them long before. Now, upon seeing Lu Yu enter, the previously somber smile on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a refreshingly bright smile.

"I feel good today, turns out it's because of visiting guests."

Looking at Lu Yu, Umarov stood up, speaking with a smile: "Please have a seat!"

Umarov now displayed enthusiasm and positivity, making it hard, from this appearance alone, to link him to the consortium secretly funding the Shadow Luo Organization!

"Lu Yu!"

Upon hearing Umarov's words, Lu Yu responded simply, his tone indifferent, lacking Umarov's enthusiasm.

"So it's Mr. Lu!"

Umarov didn't mind Lu Yu's indifference. His voice remained extremely warm, as if welcoming esteemed guests: "Please, have a seat!"

In fact, Umarov had been informed of Lu Yu's actions through surveillance, understanding exactly the kind of person Lu Yu was, hence his warmth now.

Now, Umarov deeply understood that Lu Yu was definitely no ordinary person!

Upon hearing Umarov's words, Lu Yu didn't hesitate and sat on the sofa nearby, his gaze fixed on Umarov, and said, "Thank you!"

"Meeting makes us friends; there's no need for thanks."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Umarov spoke, then sat down beside him. His gaze sharpened focusing on Lu Yu, asking: "I wonder why Mr. Lu visits our Crescent Group this time!?"

While speaking, Umarov lit a cigar, looking at Lu Yu, speaking with profound undertones.

Now, Umarov wanted to know what brought Lu Yu here!

"I just wanted to see the famous Crescent Group and brought a rumor along."

Upon hearing Umarov's words, Lu Yu spoke casually, his gaze turning to Umarov, and said, "I wonder if Mr. Umarov is interested in hearing it!"

While speaking, Lu Yu wore a playful smile, conveying a profound implication.

"I'm certainly interested!"

Seeing the mischievous smile on Lu Yu's face, Umarov spoke calmly, his eyes on Lu Yu, and said: "I'm indeed curious about the rumor Mr. Lu speaks of!"

"Since Mr. Umarov doesn't mind, I'll speak frankly."

Upon hearing Umarov's words, Lu Yu spoke casually, tapping his fingers on the seat's armrest, saying: "I heard rumors that the Crescent Group secretly funded a certain organization. Is there truth to this?"

His voice leisurely, giving a steady impression. Lu Yu's gaze fixed on Umarov, filled with playful undertones.

Umarov was about to light a cigar when Lu Yu's words made his arm tremble. Regaining composure, he lit the cigar and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, why do you say so?"

"You know our Crescent Group is vast, supporting countless organizations. A word like yours makes me quite puzzled."

Umarov continued feigning ignorance, questioning Lu Yu: "Since you heard rumors, could you tell me which organization these rumors say I'm supporting?"

"I've funded too many groups, give me a name, and it'll jog my memory, don't you think?"

Between the lines, Umarov's words were filled with playful banter, yet closely observing his gaze revealed he's testing Lu Yu.

"You're right."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu, calm and composed, looked at Umarov, tranquilly saying: "I've heard the organization's name isn't hard to remember. If I'm correct, it's called the Shadow Luo Organization."

While speaking, Lu Yu emphasized the words 'Shadow Luo Organization,' gazing at Umarov with dark charm, adding: "Does this organization ring a bell, Mr. Umarov?"

Lu Yu's voice was haunting, echoing in the room, freezing the once harmonious atmosphere.

Hearing Lu Yu's words, watching Umarov's initially calm expression slightly change, his brow furrowed as he deeply inhaled the cigar, exhaling plumes of smoke, saying: "Where did Mr. Lu hear this rumor?"