Chapter 292: Three hundred thousand gold coins (1/2)
Chapter 292: Three hundred thousand gold coins
“Senior brother Lawrence, there’s something I want to speak to Bryan about alone.” Phoebe glanced at Lawrence and said softly.
Lawrence was startled but soon reacted. He smiled meaningfully and said, “Alright. Rest assured Bryan, I’ll arrange some fine military leaders to arrive at Brettel City before you travel there.”
Nodding his head, Han Shuo said with a slight smile, “Many thanks, I’m really not very good at military strategy. Your people will surely be a great help to me!”
“Alright then, you guys talk, I’ll go back first. I’ll personally come to Brettel City after a while to pay you a visit.” Lawrence flashed a wink at the two before exiting the room with a smile.
Han Shuo stepped forward and gathered Phoebe into his arms as soon as Lawrence had left, following up with a long, lingering kiss. Han Shuo picked her up and walked straight into the bedroom. He dropped her right on the spacious, soft bed and pressed himself on her.
Clothes flung out, the two naked bodies intertwined. Phoebe let out one sultry whimper after another, trying desperately to match Han Shuo’s pounding movements. She kept going until she had exhausted of every bit of strength.
After stormy turbulence, Phoebe lazily leaned onto Han Shuo’s strong chest. Her delicate fingers gently glided across his body as she murmured in satisfaction, “I can’t leave with you for now. Cameron’s merchant alliance is facing a crisis of disbandment due to their loss in his huge gamble. This has opened up an opportunity.”
There was normally a secret chamber in the mansion of every noble for storing precious goods or engaging in secret endeavours. This mansion the King had bestowed upon Han Shuo was no exception. Candide had told Han Shuo everything about this mansion when he met with Han Shuo in the Dark Mantle headquarters, including the underground secret chamber.
Han Shuo saw a big, empty room after walking down the tunnel. There was nothing inside except for a few empty closets.
Setting up the magic sticks into a closet, Han Shuo arrived at the cemetery of death through the transportation matrix. The cemetery of death was gloomy all year round. Except for the stark white bones scattered everywhere, there was no vitality nor any changes. Han Shuo heaved a soft sigh of relief upon exiting the cemetery of death. He looked to the depths of the Dark Forest and spread out his senses.
“Why hasn’t the fire elite zombie been completed after so long!” Han Shuo frowned and muttered to himself, unable to comprehend things.
The earth elite zombie and wood elite zombie certainly hadn’t taken as long to emerge as the fire elite zombie. If it weren’t for Han Shuo being able to sense its presence, he would really have thought that it’d met with some troubles.
“Could it be because of the fire attribute treasure – the fire lotus, or the Lord of the Flames?” Han Shuo pondered for a bit and made this guess.