An old man was inspecting a document over a finely carved jade table when someone knocked.
He raised his aged face and asked, âWhat is it?â
âItâs me, father. I have something urgent that needs your attention.â
The old man recognized the voice and said, âOh, Ranze, come in!â
Creak~
Wu Ranze lightly stepped forward, followed by six Soul Harmony guards carrying a wounded and an aggrieved second young master.
The old manâs eyes showed he understood the situation as he sighed.
Wu Ranze bowed and spoke flatly, âFather, I request that brother is to be confined for half a month, lest he ruin the companyâs affairs.â
âWhat did he do this time?â The old man gave a long sigh as he returned to inspecting the document, giving no regard to his sonsâ spat.
Wu Ranze smiled but then Wu Randong got out of the guardsâ hands and slammed the table as he barked, âIsnât it obvious from how I look. Someone beat me up!â
âFather, he is an important customer that will propel our company to higher heights in our trading with the lands.â Ignoring the tantrum, Wu Ranze reported, âBrother had a clash with the customer, but fortunately he was not heavy-handed, nor did he much care for this incident, still willing to trade with us. Before brother makes things any worse, I beseech father to confine brother and prevent from irritating our customer and driving the biggest deal our company has ever seen.â
Wu Randong whipped his head at Wu Ranze and spat, âBrother, youâre just going to pin this on me without even hearing the whole story?â
âRanze, is his deal that valuable?â
The old man ignored his youngestâs annoyance and asked what mattered.
Wu Randong nodded, never looking away from his father, âNot just valuable, but far more important than even North Sea Gel.â
Ka!
The old man paused, his eyes shook and snapped on Wu Ranze, âLike the North Sea Gel?â
âNot just that, but far far bigger!â
âAbsurd. Weâve been wanting to trade in the North Sea Gel for thousands of years yet never got the chance. Northern lands have it in short supply and have it on a tight guard. Now you come to me saying thereâs something way better? What is it then?â
The old man showed excitement for once.
Wu Ranze spoke, âFather, itâs what Iâve been meaning to tell you about. Take thisâŠâ
Wu Ranze presented a black stone.
The old man frowned.
âFather, please cultivate a bit with it.â Wu Ranze had a vague smile, just like how Zhuo Fan did it to him.
The old man did as told. What happened to Wu Ranze before happened with him as well. The rock was gone and a surge of Yuan Qi filled him with endless power.
The old man cried out as he turned to Wu Ranze in shock, âW-what is this thing?â
âDemon spirit stone!â
Wu Ranze bowed, looking excited as well, retelling all that transpired, finishing with, âThe customer had given us a hundred thousand in advance then will sign with us an indefinite contract and all he wants is to use our commercial line. I already promised him this and I ask that father works fast to strike a deal with the city lord, to get his approval.â
The old manâs eyes shone as he laughed, âSure, thereâs no way weâre going to miss the deal of the century! Iâll go to the city lord right now and see what he wants in return. That old Baili Jingyu couldnât just stick to booze and women, but had to play dumb as well, insisting that we have to talk in person. Ranze, youâd be more than enough for something as simple as this. Well, not that it matters, since in two years, Iâll withdraw from being chairman of the company and youâll be taking over. Then heâll be your problem, ha-ha-ha⊠â
Wu Ranze laughed along, his eyes dead, like there was nothing exciting in becoming the top dog.
[Since itâs only obvious.]
He had established himself in the Serene Shores Trading and his father had nothing but praises for him while the rest of the members admired him greatly. So young yet the highest manager under his father, bringing many important deals without the help of his father helped consolidate his value within the company.
It had long gone from his father being assured of passing the mantle, becoming an obvious choice.
But what about vying for power, for status?
Did you expect him to see his poor excuse of a brother as a worthy match? He didnât amount to even a bucket of spit. There was nothing to be jealous of.
âWait!â
Wu Randong butted in with a red face and bloodshot eyes, âFather, brother, is money all you care about? He has humiliated the companyâs members, and your own flesh and blood got beaten up, yet you donât even care? What worth would any trade be, regardless of how big, if itâs crooked?â
The old man shot him a cold look, âRandong, I have told you both before, that respect is paramount in our line of work. The people we deal with all come from important clans. We may have spread out throughout the lands, but we never mix money with politics, ever. The moment we cross the line will be the second we become petty and lead the company to ruin. Why else do you think Iâve been wasting so much time catering to that spineless Baili Jingyu? Itâs all due to having Baili in his name!â
âDonât ever say his name around me. I hate him to death!â Wu Randong spat in fury.
Wu Ranze shouted, âBrother, thatâs enough! We only grew to our current influence because we value respect above all else in our dealings. Itâs what pays for all the resources you get to use to cultivate. How else would you have reached the Soul Harmony Stage so fast? Without power, youâd be weak and at anyoneâs mercy!â
âAnd bowing and scraping isnât a weakness?â
âWe are weak against the top while strong against those at the bottom. But if we break our principles, the clan will be over and no matter where we go, weâll be the weakest. You think about that.â
Wu Ranze huffed and said to the guards, âFather and I will be going to the city lordâs manor. You make sure to confine him. Above all else, make sure he doesnât go and disturb that valued customer, or youâll have to answer for it!â
Father and son walked out without giving Wu Randong a glance as the guards bowed.
Bam!
They didnât even have to stand straight as the lavish room sported an extra large hole, with the sunâs warm rays falling upon them. As for Wu Randong, he was nowhere to be found.
âDamn it! Second young master ran away! After him!â They all panicked as they scrambled out of the hole.
In their rushed search, they failed to notice the bush just below the room, where Wu Randong stuck his head out to watch them leave. He gnashed his teeth, âThere wonât be any deal, not if I can help it!â
Wu Randong stepped cautiously in another direction, towards the biggest tavern in Goldbough City.
An hour later, in a grand room, Gu Santong lay on the bed, weak and unconscious.
Zhuo Fan sat at his bedside, watching over him with constant sighs.
He couldâve carried Gu Santong in his ring, but the fear of something happening to him prevented that. Instead he chose to carry him always to sense every little change in his son. After so many days, he relaxed knowing his condition was stable.
âSerene Shores TradingâŠâ
Zhuo Fanâs eyes shone as he contemplated, âWu Ranze and the entire company are capable in trading, but too obsessed with profit. All merchants value gain over parting, especially this one. Itâs easy to be stabbed in the back even after the deal is done. As for that second young masterâŠâ
âGet out! Whoever you are, get out now and duel me!â
The ravings coming from outside cut his thoughts short.
Zhuo Fan chuckled.
[Wuran Dong?]
[Speak of the devil, ha-ha-haâŠ]
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