Chapter 120 - : Trouble is Brewing (2/2)

John sat at the head of the table. When he saw the four, he stood up. “It’s not easy to invite the four of you here.”

Previously, John had invited everyone, but none of them came.

Later on, he suddenly realized that the Golden Sons had their own thoughts and seemed to have seen through his plans. Thus, he decided to invite all four of them over.

In the end, all four of them came.

How united.

If us n.o.bles could be this united… John shook his head slightly. It was impossible.

The four found their own seats and sat down. Roland said, “Previously, everyone had some matters to attend to, so we couldn’t accept your invitation.”

The other three nodded. Before they came, they had already come to an agreement. Roland was to deal with the n.o.ble scion.

John was, after all, a person who had received an elite aristocratic education. With one look, he knew that he had to abandon one of his plans. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and smiled. “Everyone, have some food and drink. Since it’s a banquet, you have to eat and drink merrily.”

The four of them did not move.

Roland said, “Sir, most of us Golden Sons are very straightforward people. Since you invited us here, why not be frank about it? If we can accept it, we’ll discuss it carefully. If we can’t accept it, we’ll just leave. Otherwise, we don’t have the mood to eat anything.”

John felt a headache coming on. He ordered this sumptuous spread to win them over. Furthermore, many people became relatively “loose” with their words when drunk. When that happened, things became relatively easy, be it in terms of raising conditions or gleaning information. This was also a common strategy for n.o.bles.

However, he did not expect that these Golden Sons wouldn’t fall for it at all.

John felt a little pressured when he saw the four gazes zero in on him. He kept silent for a while and then said, “In that case, I’ll be honest about it. I have two goals for inviting the four of you here.”

The four of them quietly looked at him.

“I wonder if my family can be involved with the new pier of Mr. Hawk and Mr. Link?”

As expected… Hawk and Link exchanged glances.

Roland said, “I don’t think it’s required.. In this territory, all organizations and factions that are involved in commercial activities have to pay taxes to your family. Can’t you just collect more taxes?”

Hawk and Link wanted to build a new pier and build a fis.h.i.+ng company themselves. Then, the extra dock s.p.a.ce would be rented out to be used by others.

Delpon was a big city and there were many people who traveled by sea. As long as the matter was successful, they would receive a lot of money every month.

Moreover, such a transport dock was a very good place for intelligence gathering. For such an important location, Hawk naturally wanted his Silver Wings Guild to have complete control over it.

If the mayor wanted to be involved, they would definitely have to be apprehensive in carrying out their plans. It would be extremely inconvenient and meaningless.

Therefore, Roland felt that there was no problem with paying more taxes.

John glanced at Roland before looking at Hawk. “I never expected Mr. Roland to also be one of the leaders of the pier?”

Such words seemed crafted to sow discord.

It was obvious that Hawk wouldn’t fall for it. He smiled and said, “I’m quite stupid. I don’t know much about negotiation, so I usually leave such matters to the professionals to handle.”

The other three laughed softly.

John’s mood became more depressed. These Golden Sons were excessively cunning. They just didn’t fall for any traps.

Furthermore, it seemed like there was no way to force them.

Two Golden Sons were enough to wipe out a family. Now that there were two more spellcasters, John didn’t dare to rage in front of the four of them.

How exasperating. John had never felt so aggrieved before.