Bangkok Airport.
A coffee-colored Bentley, escorted by four Audi A8Ls, smoothly arrived at the parking lot.
Onlookers gazed with curiosity, wondering which important figure was making a grand entrance.
Siam had a royal family and nobility.
There were also prominent overseas Chinese families like the Xie and Zheng families.
In this nation where not everyone was equal, the powerful never hesitated to display their nobility and distinctiveness during their travels.
In short, it was entirely different from Huaxia.
Zheng Yue, wearing sunglasses and a silver, form-fitting outfit, stepped out of the car. The immediate wave of heat caused her delicate eyebrows to furrow.
"Miss."
Sixteen tall, sturdy guards in black lined up neatly in two rows. They stood ramrod straight on the aisle, their gazes fixed forward as if awaiting inspection.
Zheng Ke followed closely behind Zheng Yue, his senses heightened, wary of any potential threats.
"Let's go."
Zheng Yue gestured, and the guards sprang into action. Their training was evident as some cleared the path, while others scanned the surroundings. The rest formed a human shield, prepared to deflect any projectiles or bullets from any direction, completely surrounding Zheng Yue.
The bystanders marveled. It wasn't just Zheng Yue's fair skin, beauty, and long legs or her noble aura. Their entourage was far more ostentatious than any celebrity's. The onlookers, not fools, recognized their extraordinary background. In Siam, offending a person of high status could indeed cost one their life!
VIP Exit.
The guards quickly secured the passage, forming two lines. Airport staff watched in silence, none daring to speak. They had been informed that these were people from the Zheng family, and they knew how formidable that surname was.
At this moment, the broadcast announced incoming flights. Zheng Yue's spirits lifted; Lin Fan was arriving!
Ten minutes later.
Just as Zheng Yue was anxiously scanning the crowd, a familiar figure suddenly appeared. Lin Fan, carrying a thick jacket, had sweat beading on his forehead.
"Pfft!"
Seeing Lin Fan almost sticking out his tongue from the heat, Zheng Yue burst into laughter. Lin Fan, startled by the sight of the black-clad guards flanking the aisle, only relaxed when he saw Zheng Yue. He quickly strode forward.
"Sawasdee ka."
Zheng Yue smiled, pressing her palms together in a perfect Wai gesture.
"Welcome to Siam, Mr. Lin."
"Welcome, Mr. Lin!"
The sixteen guards exclaimed in unison. Passersby turned to look, their eyes curiously examining Lin Fan, trying to deduce his identity.
"Hello, everyone."
Lin Fan managed an awkward smile. He had only seen such an escort on television.
Zheng Ke chuckled, "Master Lin, you've finally arrived."
"Sawas what was it again?"
Lin Fan remembered the first two syllables but forgot the rest.
"It's Sawasdee ka," Zheng Yue gently reminded him.
Zheng Ke moved to take Lin Fan's luggage.
Lin Fan declined, "No need, I can manage." He wasn't accustomed to ordering people around, and his luggage wasn't heavy.
"Master Lin, it's my duty," Zheng Ke insisted, holding onto the handle.
"Alright."
Lin Fan released his grip.
"Mr. Lin, please come with me." Zheng Yue gestured warmly. "You showed me such generous hospitality in Huaxia last time, please allow me to return the favor."
They proceeded in a grand procession, with both travelers and staff giving them a wide berth.
...
Inside the smoothly moving Bentley, the cool air conditioning was a welcome relief for Lin Fan. Two cars led the way, with four cars following behind. The driver's skill was impeccable, ensuring a ride without any jolts.
"Mr. Lin, it was my oversight. When we pass a mall later, I'll take you to pick out some clothes." Zheng Yue opened the mini-fridge and handed Lin Fan a can of Red Bull.
Lin Fan thanked her but refused, "No need, my sister-in-law has prepared some lighter clothes for me."
Zheng Yue giggled, "You and your sister-in-law have such a good relationship. She's also very beautiful."
"Naturally," Lin Fan said proudly, his thoughts turning to his sister-in-law.
"Let's get down to business." Zheng Yue took out a briefcase, retrieved a photograph, and handed it to Lin Fan. Lin Fan took the photo and saw a man with a slender face and graying hair. The man was thin, wearing a white formal suit adorned with intricate medals and a bright yellow sash, exuding an air of authority.
"Who is he?" Lin Fan sensed the man in the photo was no ordinary individual.
"Maha Vajiralongkorn, also known as Rama X," Zheng Yue stated calmly.
Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat, "You want me to look at the King of Siam?!"
Zheng Yue nodded gently. "Yes."
"You..." Lin Fan's anger flared. This wasn't about assessing one person's fortune; it was about assessing the fortune of Siam! In essence, the Zheng family intended to stage a rebellion!
"Stop the car!" Lin Fan shouted, "Let me out!" The driver, without Zheng Yue's command, continued to drive.
Zheng Yue quickly soothed him, "Mr. Lin, there's no need to be like this. It's not as dangerous as you think."
"Not dangerous?" Lin Fan's eyes widened. Was there anything more dangerous in the world than rebellion and regime change? Didn't history books bear witness to countless bloody accounts?
Zheng Yue lowered her voice, "Our Zheng family has crossed paths with the Rama family more than once. As long as we don't engage in open warfare, they won't dare to do anything to us."
"Do you know Sivar?" Zheng Yue asked.
Lin Fan nodded, "Yes." Xia Xue enjoyed watching television, and for a period, this person frequently appeared in the news. Sivar was the Prime Minister of Siam!
"Wait, you don't mean to say...?" Lin Fan's mind raced, though he was hesitant to confirm.
"Our Zheng family has been close to the Xie family of the Chart T. Group for generations, with frequent intermarriages. When the Xie family's ancestors started their businesses, they received much help from the Zheng family. We have always advanced and retreated together." Zheng Yue paused. "Sivar is astute, capable, and has Chinese ancestry. When he rose to prominence, he first approached the Xie family. It's a long story, but all you need to know is that Sivar, in exchange for marriage with his sister to the Xie family, secured the support of our eighteen families, which allowed him to become Prime Minister."
Lin Fan let out a low hum, "You shouldn't have deceived me."
"Didn't the Li siblings explain everything to you clearly?" Zheng Yue feigned surprise, a flicker of cunning in her eyes. It was most convenient to pin this "blame" on the Li siblings.
"Miss Zheng, I truly didn't know at first," Lin Fan said, controlling his tone. Zheng Yue found Lin Fan's tone peculiar and asked, "Then what do you intend to do?"
"First, I have never performed fortune-telling for royalty or nobles. I can't guarantee the accuracy," Lin Fan said, distancing himself from the situation.
"Mm, our Zheng family will not make things difficult for you. Rest assured, my father is not a petty person," Zheng Yue reassured him.
"And another thing..." Lin Fan rubbed his hands together, "You need to pay me more!"