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Chapter 459: Chapter 430 Du Zhenhua’s Fury

What happens when you dine in a restaurant with a man wearing lipstick and a rose hairpin?

Ge Zhengxiang felt he was the most qualified to answer this question.

“Brother, are you engaging in some kind of performance art?”

Ge Zhengxiang, feeling nearly buried in the bowl of porridge in front of him amid the strange glances occasionally cast by his comrades, peered over the edge of the bowl at Wu Shaohan.

In stark contrast to Ge Zhengxiang’s discomfort, Wu Shaohan appeared much more composed.

Sitting up straight, pinching a fork, he elegantly speared a piece of apple and placed it into his bright red lips, chewing slowly and savoring the flavor of the apple, oblivious to all the strange glances around him.

“You could say that, many people do. Maybe it’s a kind of performance art, but to me, it’s just a perfectly normal habit.”

Only after he’d swallowed the apple did he answer Ge Zhengxiang’s question.

Having finished, he picked up a sugar cube with the tongs and dropped it into his coffee before him, followed by a gentle clockwise stir with the coffee spoon.

Though it seemed odd, Ge Zhengxiang inexplicably found it elegant.

“Uh, don’t you care about other people’s stares?”

Ge Zhengxiang lifted his head slightly, stealing glances at those who were looking their way.

“Why should I care?” As the sugar dissolved, Wu Shaohan lifted his coffee and sniffed gently at the aroma, his tone oddly questioning.

It was as if Ge Zhengxiang’s question was absolutely absurd to him.

Ge Zhengxiang fell silent: “…”

Indeed, it made sense. Having chosen this lifestyle and apparently for quite some time, why would Wu Shaohan care about others’ gazes?

To describe Wu Shaohan in a sentence: He sat there like a grey swan, solitary and aloof from the world.

“Impressive.” Once it was clear to him, Ge Zhengxiang also lifted his head, emboldened. If Wu Shaohan didn’t care, then what was there for him to worry about?

Was it really shameful just to dine with Wu Shaohan?

If he truly felt that way, then indeed, he was the disgrace.

He glanced at Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue and saw they were chatting and laughing, just as composed.

“Old Wu, have you been to Chittagong before?” Gu Yu interjected, his gaze landing on Wu Shaohan.

“Hmm, I have.” Wu Shaohan nodded slightly, his gaze drifting toward the restaurant’s porthole, through which the bustling Chittagong could be seen.@@novelbin@@

He set down his coffee, a contemplative expression playing across his face.

“Were you here on a support mission?” Gu Yu asked, curious that Wu Shaohan had been to Chittagong.

“No, I was just traveling. Actually, it’s not that fun here.”

Wu Shaohan shook his head, then shrugged and smiled nonchalantly.

Gu Yu’s eyes sparkled with joy. Didn’t they just find their guide? They were surely going to pass through Chittagong on their way to the Rohingya refugee camp and might even need to stay a while.

“You’ve been to Chittagong?” Ge Zhengxiang was also surprised. In his opinion, a person like Wu Shaohan would likely prefer romantic cities for his travel destinations.

“Is that so strange?” Wu Shaohan raised an eyebrow as if his expression said, “Please don’t measure me by your standards.”

“I was here part work, part tourism. I followed my mentor here once for disease research.”

Wu Shaohan explained to Gu Yu.

Gu Yu: “Then we’ll count on you to be our guide once we go ashore.”

“No problem, it’s the least I can do, but it’s been many years since I last came here, so I’m not sure how much I’ll remember.”

Wu Shaohan graciously accepted Gu Yu’s “hiring.”

The group continued to chat a bit about the cultural customs of Chittagong.

Breakfast went by quickly, and just as Gu Yu was about to clear his plate, an unexpected person suddenly sat down in front of him.

“When can we schedule another fight?”

Hu Yang looked smug as he slammed his foot onto the dining table.

Gu Yu’s brows furrowed. This guy had disappeared for almost a week, so why was he coming to cause trouble now?

Hadn’t he learned his lesson last time?

Ever since his match with Hu Yang, Gu Yu had realized that with bullheaded youths like him, all he needed was to beat them to settle matters.

Reason? If Hu Yang was willing to reason, he wouldn’t have come looking for trouble in the first place.

Gu Yu opened his mouth, about to agree, but at that moment, he suddenly felt a pain at his waist.

Turning his head, he saw it was Lin Xinyue.

“I won’t fight you, vanquished foe,” Gu Yu immediately changed his tune. What a joke, he had just promised Lin Xinyue last night, and if he agreed now, he’d definitely be sleeping on the floor this evening.

Hu Yang, seeing Gu Yu stand up, thought he was about to accept, but what Gu Yu said next made him furious.

Vanquished foe?? Although however, could you not blurt it out in such a slap-in-the-face way?

The veins on Hu Yang’s forehead bulged as he clenched the edge of the table, ready to flip it at any moment.

Gu Yu clenched his fists, prepared to knock him down the instant he burst out.

Lin Xinyue was by his side, and if Hu Yang dared to start a fight, he wouldn’t hold back in order to protect her.

“Hu Yang, I hope you understand, this is not a fighting ring.”

Just as Hu Yang was about to strike, a large hand suddenly pressed down on the table, followed by Squad Leader Ge’s voice.

Hu Yang tried to lift the table twice but couldn’t budge it, and by then the people around had noticed the commotion.

Nearly everyone knew that with Hu Yang, the troublemaker around, there was bound to be conflict.

“Hmph, Squad Leader Ge, this is a private grudge between Gu Yu and me. Do you really want to trouble yourself with this?”

Hu Yang knew that with meddler Ge Zhengxiang around, there was no chance of a fight with Gu Yu that day.

But he still wanted to say his piece fiercely.

“Gu Yu and I are good friends. His business is my business,” Ge Zhengxiang said unafraid of Hu Yang’s threat, since he had never considered Hu Yang his match.

Why would he fear his vanquished opponent?

“Gu Yu, if you are still a man, meet me at the fighting ring at ten-thirty,”

Seeing the onlookers growing in number, Hu Yang ultimately chose to leave with those harsh words.

Gu Yu: “…So childish.”

Hu Yang’s footsteps faltered, and he left the dining room with a dark expression.

“Don’t mind him, that guy is always making trouble out of nothing,” Squad Leader Ge stood up with his meal tray, trying to reassure Gu Yu.

Gu Yu had never intended to take up Hu Yang’s challenge, and hearing Ge Zhengxiang’s words, he smiled and nodded.

…

Elsewhere, in the captain’s room, Du Zhenxing, who hadn’t slept all night, had just leaned back in his chair to rest when a message came from the central control console.

“Du, they’ve confirmed they’ll let us use the fast track to enter the port, but we’ll have to wait for an available lighter,”

Yang Hua put down his headset, turning to tell Du Zhenhua.

“Wait? How long? An hour? A day? Or three days to a week?”

Du Zhenhua opened his eyes, bloodshot and filled with dissatisfaction.

“Given the current port situation, at best it would take a day, right?” Yang Hua frowned. This voyage was time-sensitive, every day was scheduled, yet it had been unexpectedly delayed in Chittagong.

“A day? What about that England freighter?” Du Zhenhua’s expression darkened as he looked out the porthole, searching the sea for the freighter that had stolen their lighter.

“Ah, that England ship is already docked, and by now they should be unloading at the port,”

Yang Hua said, evidently without much hope.

“Good, very good, so good. Since they won’t send a lighter, then we’ll just go ashore by ourselves!”

Du Zhenhua said ‘good’ three times in a row, and then gave the command.

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