114 Cleaning 4 (1/2)
Chapter 114: Cleaning 4
”Alright. Let's go see that adorable chubby Bovini first. I haven't seen him for a while, I quite miss him,” Garen couldn't help but laugh.
”Miss his money, you mean?”
Cynthia looked contemptuous.
Garen didn't mind. Both of them walked out of the stairwell one after the other. The students around them stared at them in awe as they exited the main dojo and stepped into a white horse carriage.
”Oh yeah, how is Master now?”
”Very well. His body is well maintained. But for some reason, he just hasn't woken up all this while.” Cynthia had now become Garen's full-time secretary, replacing Grace's original role. This was the initial purpose for which the corporation sent her. Ironically, it wasn't achieved then, but achieved now after she has left the corporation.
”He hasn't woken up all this while?” Garen frowned. He suddenly thought of the illusory tactics that Sylphalan previously used. ”Could it be them?”
”What did you say?”
”Nothing, let's go,” Garen snapped out of his daze and said calmly.
Ever since defeating Andrela, his mind possessed a kind of fearless and strong confidence, as if there was nothing to fear in the world, and in the face of everything his body would be able to adapt seamlessly and he could confront it head on.
This was the characteristic of his strong Qi and blood, to the extent that it was at a non-human level. He wasn't sure if other Grandmasters of Combat felt this way, but it was apparent for him.
The horse carriage moved slowly, and the street on both sides gradually moved backwards.
It was now early spring. On the streets of Huaishan, some farmers carried baskets of fresh vegetables for sale.
The surface of the streets was wet; it was obvious that it had rained yesterday.
Soon, their white horse carriage stopped in front of a black marble building.
The chubby Bovini was smiling ear to ear, standing at the entrance with some people. There were bruises all over his face and body. A piece of white gauze was stuck to his forehead, and one of his eyes was so swollen it couldn’t open.
”Welcome, welcome Mr Garen. The directors and I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
The rest of the people around him started guffawing. Every one of them was like him, bruised all over; they looked extremely awkward.
Garen calmly said from the carriage, ”You have to understand, some things are not yours to keep. Hand it over obligingly and leave Huaishan. In view of our previous friendship, I'll decide on behalf of my master: I won't pursue this matter further.”
After he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Cynthia who was sitting by his side.
The latter nodded, held her handbag and stepped out of the carriage.
”Leave it to me over here. You get going. I will properly handle all the transfer documents,” Cynthia said assuredly.
”Just transfer it all back under Master's name.” Garen didn't need these properties. With his current status, if he wanted to make money right now, it would be a walk in the park.
”Understood.”
”I'll make a move first then. Uncle is still waiting for me.”
The horse carriage slowly started moving again, taking Garen to the other side where Pennington Street was.
His uncle's family on his wife's side had already been dissatisfied about inheritance matters for quite some time now.
Now that he's heard about Garen's return, his uncle immediately sent for him to meet the elders from that side of the family.
Compared to his uncle Anjer, the likes of Bovini were simply feeble nobodies.
Anjer's company footprint spanned the whole of Galantia. Even in the province they were considered a large infamous criminal group. There were even rumors that they took over an assassin-and-bodyguard type of business.
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It was equivalent to the magnified version of Manleyton Corporation. Smuggling, drugs, gambling, arms, Anjer's company would do whatever generated a profit. Of course, they have cleaned up a lot over the years. Technically speaking, the fact that White Cloud Gate could achieve their previous status in Huaishan was merely because Anjer didn't try to control it. It was a power he chose to give up on the consideration of cleaning up.
Compared to all these industries, selling antiques was just a negligible source of income, a way to distribute some excess wealth to other local companies.
This time even Garen's uncle knew that he was coming back. It could be said that, after Bovini and the rest were humiliated by Golden Hoop, the fact that there wasn't any revenge or life-and-death battle, was partly to his uncle's credit.
So Garen attending this gathering was also a show of gratitude on behalf of White Cloud Gate.
On the matter of the competition for the industries under the control of Anjer's company, this problem was slightly more troublesome.