Lin Lang stepped forward, following Natalia. He appeared calm, his stride steady, exuding an enigmatic aura.

Harrison and Rachel walked side by side, Rachel discreetly glanced at Harrison with a hint of depth in her eyes.

Previously on the plane, Rachel had painstakingly informed Harrison of Lin Lang’s situation in great detail, emphasizing earnestly:

"His capabilities are unfathomable, never underestimate him, proceed with caution."

Harrison then slightly nodded, a confident smile playing at the corner of his mouth, replying softly:

"I know it well."

That tone and demeanor seemed to indicate that everything was within his control.

At this moment, they led Lin Lang into an opulent venue—

The decor here was luxurious, crystal chandeliers emitting dazzling light illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

The floor was paved with expensive marble, reflective as a mirror, with priceless paintings adorning the walls, showcasing extraordinary taste.

Once Lin Lang took his seat.

Soon, fine wine and exquisite cuisine were served sequentially.

Intricate silver dining ware was arranged neatly, the dishes meticulously prepared, beautifully shaped, and emitting an enticing aroma.

At the same time, a few graceful and charming foreign beauties walked over elegantly.

They smiled, with eyes filled with tenderness and allure, adding a touch of romantic atmosphere to the reception.

Harrison raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, his face brimming with enthusiasm as he said:

"Mr. Lin, you’ve had a hard journey; this is just a token of our goodwill. I hope you’ll enjoy it."

His voice was loud yet amiable, attempting to convey sincere hospitality to Lin Lang.

Natalia quietly stood aside, her hands folded in front of her, her gaze shifting between Lin Lang and everything around, continuously maintaining caution.

...

"Mr. Lin, please don’t stand on ceremony."

At Harrison’s indication, Natalia walked gracefully over to Lin Lang.

Her movements were light and graceful, each step carrying the briskness and adeptness of a special agent.

She reached for the bottle of aged red wine on the table, slightly leaned forward, and started pouring wine for Lin Lang.

Harrison kept a courteous smile, his gaze shifting between Lin Lang and the beauties, warmly saying:

"I’ve heard that Mr. Lin likes beauties. We’ve carefully selected these ladies. If you fancy any, feel free to choose!"

His voice echoed in the lavish room, carrying a hint of flattery.

Lin Lang leisurely picked up the wine glass, gently swirled it, his gaze slowly sweeping over the surrounding beauties—

They were heavily made up, their figures curvaceous.

Yet in Lin Lang’s eyes, they were nothing more than common sights, failing to pique his interest.

His gaze carried a bit of indifference and discernment, quickly overlooking those ladies one by one.

Suddenly.

Lin Lang’s gaze fixed on Natalia beside him.

Natalia was starkly different from those women—

She wore a black tight-fitting agent suit, her ginger hair casually tied back, with a few strands dangling beside her fair cheeks, accentuating her finely chiseled features.

Her eyes were sharp yet calm, exuding a unique vibe in her movements, which was the resilience and mystery condensed from years of missions.

Lin Lang’s lips slightly curled upwards, putting down the wine glass, unabashedly saying:

"I’m not interested in any of them, but I’m interested in her."

His finger lightly pointed towards Natalia, his tone firm and direct, without a trace of hesitation.

As soon as these words were spoken, the room instantly fell silent, everyone’s gaze collectively turning towards Natalia and Lin Lang.

Especially Rachel, who had a usual composed smile on her face but slightly squinted as if to say:

"I knew it!"

...

Natalia was slightly taken aback, surprise flickering in her eyes, but she quickly regained her agent’s calm and composure.

Harrison hadn’t anticipated Lin Lang to be so direct; he furrowed his brows slightly but soon replaced it with a smile, saying:

"Mr. Lin has an exceptional taste, Natalia is indeed one of our bureau’s finest, but..."

His words paused, seeming to deliberate on his phrasing.

...

Harrison maintained his trademark smile, yet a flicker of uncertainty passed through his eyes as he spoke unhurriedly:

"Mr. Lin, Natalia is not just any woman. She holds a special status in the Special Agent Bureau, and I can’t make this decision, it’s up to her."

Saying this, he turned towards Natalia, his gaze carried a hint of inquiry.

Hearing this, Lin Lang turned his gaze to Natalia, his tone calm yet indisputable:

"Are you willing?"

Natalia’s lips slightly curled up, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile, neither affirming nor denying.

This ambiguous attitude left her thoughts impossible to fathom.

Lin Lang didn’t take it to heart, leisurely sipping his wine, shifting the topic:

"Then let’s talk about Xina, when can I meet her?"

Harrison’s expression remained unchanged, his tone still gentle:

"Lady Xina is currently with her family, it’s really not suitable to disturb them now. Let’s enjoy our drinks first, once they’re done, I’ll definitely arrange for you to meet."

With that, he picked up the decanter, enthusiastically pouring wine for Lin Lang, continuously urging:

"Mr. Lin, this is a rare fine wine, have more!"