"My dear brother."
Yusuf delivered a soul-striking greeting upon arrival.
"You don't look very well, did you overindulge in lamb last night?"
He assumed Song Heping was not acclimated to the local water and soil.
Last night at his home, a few people had consumed two whole sheep.
"No, no, no."
Song Heping felt somewhat embarrassed, but still pretended nothing was wrong.
"I just didn't sleep well last night, too excited."
"Oh! I am also very happy, knowing you is my honor."
Yusuf was a born lackey, always speaking pleasantly.
"Let's go, no time to delay, I've arranged everything. We'll go check the goods now, and you can take whatever you want."
The group got into the car.
Song Heping and Samir sat in the front, while Disaster Star and Hunter flanked Yusuf in the back seat.
Seeing this arrangement, Yusuf felt completely secure.
The SUV quickly left Baghdad, speeding towards the outskirts of the city.
Baghdad imposed a curfew after nine-thirty at night.