<h4><strong>Chapter 1386: House of Han</strong></h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    The minivan, having left the city center about 10 minutes ago, drove steadily.


    It drove away from Rain City and headed towards the outskirts, but the ce wasn’t deserted at all.


    Kieran was still able to see the streetmps with the headlights on.


    “Be prepared for the big surprise!” Eckart said in a mysterious tone.


    He was anticipating Kieran’s questioning, but unfortunately, he didn’t know how patient Kieran was after having a friend like Lawless or how he would deal with such teasing.


    Silence.


    The minivan fell into silence right away, and even Eckart felt awkward and ufortable.


    “Are you not curious, 2567?” Eckart asked again, but Kieran continued to look outside, not even turning around.


    Eckart also stayed quiet as he touched his nose. He started to regret sending Lyn Amie to the bodyguard’s van.


    If the makeup artist were with him, he might still be able to shift the topic.


    But now? Awkward.


    Fortunately, the awkwardness didn’tst long. Three minutester, when the minivan went over a hill, it finally came to a stop.


    Before the minivan was a taller hill with many light sparkles decorating it. They were actually hillside vis that were built in a secluded spot, and if it weren’t for the lights, the vis would have been practically invisible at night.


    The vis looked as if they were separate from the noisy city life, yet they maintained their prosperous views with the lights garnishing the area.


    A single nce from Kieran told him that the vi area must be the work of some famous architect.


    “Inside.” Eckart pointed at the vi area.


    As for the guards at the entrance, they were handled by the bodyguard cum driver.


    Gorbor, the bodyguard who Eckart hired with arge price, didn’t let him down. A few secondster, the gate to the vi area slowly opened up.


    “Sir, I don’t suggest going in. The security here is tight, but without propermunication, we will be impeded instead.”


    Gorbor, who got back into the driver seat, reminded his employer again dutifully.


    “Don’t worry. I might have worried if we were going to any other ce, but here, we don’t have to,” Eckart said with confidence.


    Gorbor wisely shut up when his employer voiced out his confidence.


    He knew what his employer spent money on: for safety, not nagging.


    So Gorbor vigntly kept an eye on the surroundings and signalled to his colleagues in the other van behind.


    When the minivan finally stopped, the surroundings were under Gorbor and his colleagues’ control. Gorbor even stood in front of the door of the minivan.


    “Don’t worry. It’s fine.” Eckart tapped on Gorbor’s shoulder. The bodyguard nodded but had no intention of moving away.


    He and his colleagues acted as meat shields as they escorted their employer to one particr hillside vi.


    “Hello, I’m the one who made the booking earlier...” Eckart pressed on thems at the door.


    Kieran, on the other hand, sized up his surroundings habitually.


    There were many pine trees nted in the area, and the path they were standing on was a stone path made of stone tablets of various sizes. The stone path extended all the way from the gate to the vi door, and from the small tablets at the gate to the bigger intact piece in front of the door, every piece of tablet wasid down ording to size.


    Kieran nced at the stone path and showed slight shock.


    He did not know aboutmon rocks, but he knew that all the stone tablets of different sizesid inside the path were from a single giant piece of rock.


    Crushing a giant piece of rock into tablets of different sizes to form a path was not an easy feat.


    The size of the rock must be big enough and its volume sufficient to fill the path.


    In other words, the original piece of rock was cut vertically tablet by tablet by a grinding knife and must not be cut horizontally.


    “Interesting.” Kieran slightly squinted his eyes at the stone path after a second nce.


    Then, he turned around and looked at the opening door.


    A beautiful attendant in a maid outfit stood there.


    “Everyone, please follow me.” The attendant’s soft and pleasant voice led the group inside.


    After Eckart nodded, Kieran followed too.


    When they entered the vi, their sight was greatly expanded.


    Brilliant green bamboo forest, cobblestone paths; the bamboo forest was thick and vast and the cobblestone path was small and winding.


    Under the soft lighting, a crystal clear scene hid in the bamboo forest.


    When the wind blew, the sound of fluttering bamboo converged with the murmuring of little streams.


    A sense of tranquility andfortable feeling spread in everyone’s heart.


    The vignt Gorbor eased up a little, and the makeup artist couldn’t help but take in deep breaths while enjoying the lushness of the environment.


    Eckart then looked at Kieran.


    “How is it?” Eckart whispered.


    “Not bad,” Kieran replied.


    The response wasn’t to brush Eckart away though. Everything that Kieran saw was really a decent scenery; the cobblestones of different sizes, the lush bamboo forest. A lot of effort was put in to create a scene like this, let alone theke hidden in the middle of the bamboo forest.


    Kieran could already hear fishes jumping out of the water.


    No one would say bad things about this ce, likewise, everyone would enjoy themselves in thisfortable environment, to the point that they wouldn’t want to return to the outside world.


    “This is getting interesting.” Kieran curled the corner of his lips, showing a faint smile as he followed the maid, shuttling through the bamboo forest on the winding path.


    A wooden house with extra rooms on both nks appeared in Kieran’s sight, its doors opened widely.


    House of Han!


    A wooden sign crafted by hand hung under the eave.


    “Please hold on. Mr. Dao wille out soon,” the maid said, bowing and walking aside.


    “This is the restaurant that you mentioned was operated by a true culinary master?” Kieran asked.


    “Restaurant? No, this is the House of Han! A ce countless foodies in Rain City admire,” Eckart shook his head and emphasized.


    “Isn’t it the same? It is where people eat,” Kieran said.


    “It’s not! Because... The food crafted by Mr. Dao will not disappoint any foodie.”


    Eckart looked respectful when he mentioned the culinary master.


    “Is that so? If that’s really the case, I guess it really won’t disappoint.”


    Kieran looked around again and anticipation was mixed in his words.


    He really wanted to know how this Mr. Dao’s craft food would not disappoint.


    Bang!


    After a loud wooden noise captured everyone’s attention, a strong, heavy man’s voice came from inside the House of Han.


    “2567, pleasee in. The others... please return.”