Chapter 326 - Chapter 326: Chapter 320, Lure Him Out of the City (Looking for Recommendations, Subscriptions............ )_1

Chapter 326: Chapter 320, Lure Him Out of the City (Looking for Recommendations, Subscriptions………… )_1

The current weapon shops in Manim have limited types of goods on sale.

This is because Fang Hao doesn’t have many equipment blueprints, but the quantity he produces is plentiful.

No matter if you’re buying a single item or bulk buying, it’s always in stock.

What Matva meant was that the type and quality of the equipment sold in both shops were different, and catered to different kinds of customers.

Therefore, there would be no conflict.

“Hmm, Mr. Matva does make a good point,” Fang Hao nodded.

Fang Hao was well aware that the establishment of weapon and armour shops by the Rael’s Commerce Guild would inevitably affect his sales.

But this was something he could not prevent.

Manim Market had developed so rapidly and had gained the trust of the Orc Tribe because of the improved conditions and the military’s protection of the trade routes.

Most importantly, trade was free and unrestricted.

Therefore, they couldn’t stop the Rael’s Commerce Guild from opening a shop.

“Ha-ha, of course,” Matva laughed heartily.

His gaze towards Fang Hao now carried a touch of disdain.

Ah, to be young and inexperienced, easily swayed by a few simple words of his.

Once Matva hushed his laughter, Fang Hao continued, “Since our business does not interfere with each other, Chieftain Tellock, why don’t we also arrange for someone to open a shop in Tasgo City?”

Bronze Bull slightly nodded, “Alright, we have sufficient manpower, Mr. Matva can take our people along when he departs.”

Merchant Matva was slightly taken aback, but then quickly understood the implication of their words.

So, this young man was waiting for him here.

Agree to let the Rael’ s Commerce Guild open a shop, and they would also open a shop in Tasgo City.

He smiled slightly, “Of course, if Manim Market needs it, I can help introduce some lucrative trade routes.”

Both parties had met their objectives and the atmosphere of the conversation improved.

Soon after, it was announced that lunch was ready.

“Mr. Matva, Mr. Fang Hao, lunch is ready,” Bronze Bull summoned the two men.

Both of them smiled as they rose to their feet and headed to the dining room.

Matva’s visit was just a preliminary negotiation, the selection of the shop site and tax issues still needed to be discussed.

When Matva left Manim, Bronze Bull arranged for manpower to accompany him to Tasgo City to familiarize themselves with the route and check out the situation in the city.

Preparations were made to open their own shop.

Fang Hao and Bronze Bull walked around Manim, discussing the areas that needed improvement.

It wasn’t until sunset that they began to return to their territory.

As night fell,

Lyss City.

The bustling streets were almost deserted.

From the dim alley laden with garbage, moans of pain could be heard.

In a damp corner, a slender man leaned against the wall. Aside from the bruises on his face, his left leg was twisted out of shape, apparently broken.

“Found you.” Suddenly, a woman’s voice echoed from the entrance of the alley.

Just from her voice, one could tell that this woman was beautiful, even more so than the women selling their company at the street corners.

The woman slowly approached, squatting down in front of the man.

“Seems like you’re not dead yet.”

The man weakly lifted his head, but due to the dimness, he couldn’t see the woman’s face, only her attractive silhouette.

He did not pay any attention to the woman, who was possibly some young miss from a noble family, coming to mock him for her amusement.

“I need your help with something, if you do well, this will be yours. One to get you healed at the temple, the other 99 can keep you fed and watered for quite some time,” the woman drew out a purse, shaking it in her hand.

The sound of gold coins clinking together was sharp and melodious.

The man’s eyes flew open, staring intently at the purse in the woman’s hand.

“A woman, coming here with so much money, not a smart decision,” The man rasped. His previously weak body surged forward, pouncing on her like a wild beast.

Thump!

With a thud, the man was sent flying backward, crashing into the pile of garbage again.

The pain from his injured left leg made him howl in agony.

Swoosh!

The next instant, the woman had a sharp rapier pressed against his mouth, silencing his screams.

“Well? Do you want to earn this money or not? Wait another three days, and your leg will be useless forever,” the woman continued.

The man’s pupils dilated, and he nodded slightly.

The woman put away her rapier, and the man slid slowly down the wall, collapsing on the ground.

“What do you want me to do?” the man asked hoarsely.

“I need you to help me get someone out of the city.”

“Who?” the man continued, guessing if it was a play of an affair between the nobles, where the husband kidnaps his lover.

“An old friend of yours, LaiGou.”

At these words, the man’s body shuddered violently.

His leg had been broken by Lai Gou just two days ago, and he did not dare to provoke that death god again.

Besides, he still owed him money, with interest upon interest, he could not afford to pay it back.

“What, are you scared?” the woman asked.

“Are you crazy? That’s Lai Gou, why provoke him?” the man shouted.

“Just lure him out, and you don’t have to worry about the rest. With this money, you can live a good life in a village,” the woman pulled out a dozen Warfire Coins and dangled them in front of the man.

The man fell silent, his heart wavering.

The debt he owed, he could never repay in a lifetime.

If he could get this money, leaving here might be a good idea.

After a moment of silence, the man lifted his head, “Where should I lead him? It can’t be too far.”

The woman smiled, “Of course.”

The next day.

After a simple morning run, Fang Hao sat on the stone steps and opened the Book of Lords.

He looked at the two maps he obtained from the tavern two days ago.

[Map: Bandit Camp] [Map: Chaotic Stone Forest].

Both maps are south of Pruell City.

Compared to the nearer Gray Bear’s Stronghold.

Fang Hao returned to his room, directly used God’s Presence.

The next moment, he appeared right on the Skeleton Grey Sparrow, in Gray Bear’s Stronghold.

The view was clear, still Gray Bear’s bedroom.

On the white bone ankle of the Skeleton Grey Sparrow, a thin chain was tied, it was probably to stop the Skeleton Grey Sparrow from flying.

Right in front.

Gray Bear, wearing a linen shirt, was doing the same morning exercise every day.

The shirt was thin and loose, showing her full chest with every push-up.

As she sank down time and time again, squeezing and deforming on the floor.

Very mesmerizing.

“1975,1976,1977-..”Gray Bear counted in a low voice.

Sweat droplets fell from her forehead to the floor, leaving a trace of wetness.

If only Millie could be half as hardworking as Gray Bear.

“Gray Bear,” Fang Hao called out.

The gaze of Gray Bear hardened, and she looked up towards the Skeleton Grey Sparrow on the bedside.

“Lord Fang Hao, is it you?” Gray Bear sat up.

Skeleton Grey Sparrow nodded, and continued to say: “Get ready, I will bring some soldiers over later.”

“Is there a mission?” Gray Bear inquired.

“To the southeast of your stronghold, there is a Chaotic Stone Forest and a Bandit Camp, do you know these two places?” Fang Hao asked.

Gray Bear frowned in thought for a moment, then shook her head, “Lord, it is very chaotic around here. The original camps are eradicated by the Lyss City army. I’m not sure who owns the new ones, and I have never heard of the Chaotic Stone Forest before. I can arrange for someone to investigate right away.”

“No need for that, just get ready, I’ll bring people over later.” Fang Hao instructed before the Soul Fire in Skeleton Grey Sparrow’s pupils extinguished.

Gray Bear stood up, wiping the sweat oozing from her wheat-colored skin.

Taking off her loose shirt, she used a strip of cloth to bind her breasts tightly.

The corner of her mouth couldn’t help but form a smile, “Someone’s about to be unlucky.”

She didn’t know which group the bandit camp belonged to.

But if Fang Hao had his sights on it, they were in for a bad time.

After dressing and putting on her armor, she walked out of the room.