Half an hour later, Lu Tingxiao and the group of them drove up to Heavenly Spring Resort.
Heavenly Spring Resort did not seem to be any different from how it usually was at this moment, yet in reality it had long been under the control of the Rothschild clan.
Under the calm appearance was a turbulent undercurrent.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. Yun, this way."
Outside the resort, an Asian elder immediately recognized them and brought all of them in.
"Please make yourselves at home." After the elder brought them into the resort, he left.
Inside the elegant and scenic little garden were two round tables, which were filled with all sorts of delicious delicacies.
Han Xiao stared at the table full of exotic foods and did not have any intentions of being courteous. He immediately picked a table, sat down, and started to pig out.
"Master, don't eat it! What if it's poisoned?" Feng Xiaoxiao quickly said.
