Chapter 559: We Are Family (1/2)

Chapter 559: We Are Family

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_

Tan Dun had been reveling during this business trip. The people in the city needed his food, and that made him feel like a god. Who the hell did Wang Tong think he was? Without his supply, Wang Tong and his band might as well starve to death.

Although Tan Dun was under Zambrotta's command, he had a special connection with House Lie through a fraternity reserved for only the princelings on Mars. Tan Dun was proudly born on Mars, and he held prejudice against immigrants such as Wang Tong. He outright despised his background as the heir of the Blade Warrior—Bah! Another pesky immigrant from the past.

His mission on this trip, in addition to making loads of money off the immigrants, was to give Wang Tong a dose of reality. He would show the latter that Mars belonged to only Martians, and immigrants like him would forever be under the mercy of their landlords.

”Make Mars Great again!” As he had often shouted at the fraternity gatherings.

Seeing the mess on the floor, Aamir pulled a dark face and scolded the servant girl. ”What have you done?”

”Sorry, I am sorry. ” Fear struck the girl as she hurried a reply without realizing that it was not her fault at all. Han Dun snorted at the girl and his hosts. ”Captain Aamir, is this the so-called hospitality in Maersa? What kind of rubbish is this? You dare openly insult a representative from the Egypt City?” Han Dun gradually raised his voice until he sounded like a squealing pig.

”Xiao Jin, what is going on? Don't worry.” Ye Zi pulled the girl to a side and comforted her.

”Mr. Han...not happy with the meal... It is…It is my fault.”

”And then, Mr. Han threw this food at you?” Wang Tong asked slowly.

”I am sorry, my lord!” Xiao Jin lowered her head and shook it violently; she was too afraid to meet Wang Tong's eyes.

Wang Tong looked to Han Dun, and then he cracked a smile. ”Mr. Han Dun, my name is Wang Tong.” Wang Tong said as he extended his hand for a handshake.

Tan Dun didn't reach out his hand; instead, he lolled in his chair and said, ”Aren't you the heir of the Blade Warrior? I think you are nothing but a fraud! Discipline your servant first before talking to me.” Tan Dun said as he shot Xiao Jin a cold glance.

”I will talk to her after we are done here. I am here to talk about a setback in a recent business agreement we had made with you. I was told that you had changed your mind after everything was set in stone. Is that true?”

”Ah…yes. You know better than me how tumultuous the current state of affairs is. Price fluctuates, and that's just the way it is. Mind you that I am a very busy person, so if you can't pay up what you owe me, I will pack up and leave for home tomorrow. I can't stand one more day of this inhumane treatment! ”Han Dun said as he spat on the spilled dished on the ground.

Although Aamir still wore a smiley mask, Ye Zi's face was already contorted by anger. The food prepared for Han Dun was the most expensive meal the city could offer. They were saved for special occasions, and not even the leaders could get their hands on those delicacies.

If Wang Tong was pissed, he didn't let his mood change his warm and welcoming expression. ”I understand that. So, I urge you to transfer our purchase right now... The sooner it arrives here, the sooner you can get out of this horrible place.”

Aamir was shocked by Wang Tong's threats. Maersa needed friends, but he was not helping at all.

Han Dun paused for a second and then burst out laughing. ”How dare you? Haha! Do you even know who I am? Take your words back before I crush your city!”

”Hehe, I really didn't get the memo on your background. But, regardless of who you are, you need to ship out our purchase and let me decide if I will regret my words.”

”You are courting death!” Han Dun shouted as he slapped Wang Tong's face using his famous move, the butterfly palm.