Trent Marsh nodded, his right hand gripping the sword, his peripheral vision on the door.
He knew who Julius Reed was talking about—this was a group of strange people who ca and went like shadows.
It seed that Dragon Dance indeed encountered similar troubles, which was why she chose to seek help from Julius Reed.
Without Julius Reed, Trent Marsh believed he would also stumble.
So, he didn’t mock Dragon Dance but listened earnestly to Julius Reed’s arrangents.
With a formidable enemy at hand, Trent Marsh could distinguish right from wrong.
The money was still on the floor, clearly visible.
No changes whatsoever.
"Julius Reed, is there a chance your intuition is wrong?" Trent Marsh settled into a spot, glancing at the door occasionally after sitting down.
No anomalies whatsoever.
The money lay quietly on the ground.
"No rush, let’s wait patiently." Julius Reed picked up the nu and spoke a few words to the waiter beside him.
"Sir, are you certain you want the most expensive dishes?" The waiter was sowhat surprised, though inwardly disdainful, he couldn’t afford to neglect such guests.
"Yes, you didn’t mishear." Julius Reed smiled politely, glancing around.
He needed soone to assist him.
"Sorry to interrupt everyone." Julius Reed stood up, and the once noisy hotel instantly quieted down.
Everyone turned their heads, looking at Julius Reed.
"Today’s bill for the whole venue is covered by our third brother!" Julius Reed pointed at Trent Marsh, smiled, and said, "Everyone, feel free to indulge."
"?" Trent Marsh had no concept of money, nodded, and said, "Alright, Third Bro lacks everything but has never lacked money."
He didn’t understand what Julius Reed ant, but evidently, this wasn’t to swindle him out of so cash.
The cost of a al was a drop in the ocean.
He didn’t care for it, and neither would the Lord.
There must be another purpose.
Suddenly, Trent Marsh felt like he might be smarter than he thought.
"Who is this guy?"
"Has he watched too many short clips or drunk too much?"
"Probably a lunatic, crazy!"
Those nearby cursed and muttered.
They were all ordinary people, not martial artists, naturally, they didn’t have many thoughts.
After all, the resort was a place for ordinary people.
Martial Artists don’t need to co here for fun.
"Sir, are you serious?" the waiter asked from the side: "Or are you joking?"
If both sides deny it then, it would be troubleso.
"Haha, isn’t the kid planning to wash dishes?"
Soone already sneered.
"What’re you saying?" Trent Marsh couldn’t be bothered to reason with those people and simply took out a gold bar from his pocket, slamming it onto the table.
"Pure gold, weigh how heavy?"
He then took out several bundles of cash and tossed them on the table. "Is this enough?"
His actions left many present speechless.
A genuinely wealthy master.
"Where’d you get the money?" Julius Reed asked quietly.
"Roaming around the mortal world, carrying so with ." Trent Marsh was very proud, he carried valuable things on him to escape easily if injured.
"Oh wow, a real wealthy master, but I’ve got money too! If others found out that I, the richest man of Xinghua County, was treated to dinner, wouldn’t I lose face?"
A chubby man stood up, patting his chest: "Bro, today’s on , including your al."
"But I’m a wealthy man too." Trent Marsh laughed, finding it quite amusing.
He had always dealt with martial artists, eting ant fighting.
Opening his mouth ant killing.
Communicating with ordinary people now, it’s quite the mortal world’s vibrant atmosphere.
"No way! I must insist on paying!" The chubby man began to compete.
"What if you two compete to see who has more money?" Soone began to hype it up.
Such scenes were everyone’s favorite.
Upstairs.
Dragon Dance was sitting cross-legged, attempting to feel the changes around her.
The noise downstairs naturally caught her attention.
"What’s happening?"
She opened her eyes, looking at the maid in front of her.
"Master, two guests downstairs are arguing over treating, seemingly arguing who’s wealthier?" The maid had just returned from outside, reporting what she heard and saw.
"Absurd." Dragon Dance frowned slightly, a look of disgust on her face.
But suddenly, she felt sothing amiss, why would soone be so idle, treating others?
This vulgar whim reminded her of soone.
"What do they look like, how many? Do you know?" Dragon Dance asked again.
She had a suspicion in her heart.
"The two new guests appear quite spirited, but one has a sword at his waist..."
"Sword?" Dragon Dance quickly rose, pushed open the room door, and stood at the stairs looking down.
Just so, Dragon Dance’s eyes t Julius Reed’s.
A five-second stalemate.
Dragon Dance turned around, her face flushed, a bit at a loss.
He’s here?
He really ca?
She took out a makeup mirror from her bosom and peeked.
"What? Call here and now don’t dare et ?" Julius Reed’s voice suddenly appeared, startling Dragon Dance.
Looking at Julius Reed standing in front of her, Dragon Dance gripped the mirror tightly, unable to utter a word.
She didn’t know what to say or how to express herself.
"This isn’t the empress behavior." Julius Reed suddenly drew a sword.
Seeing the sword, Dragon Dance’s body tensed, ready to counterattack at any mont.
"Don’t be nervous, the knife’s for you." Julius Reed rotated the sword, holding the blade, handed the hilt to her: "Here. Didn’t you always want to kill ?"
"Are you provoking ?" Dragon Dance’s inner anger flared instantly, she took the sword, pointing at Julius Reed: "Think I’m reluctant to kill you?"
"Called all the way here just to kill ?" Julius Reed chuckled lightly, his right hand darting forward, instantly taking back the sword, while placing the blade on Dragon Dance’s neck, "But I genuinely dare to kill you. In Gonzalez City, you betrayed ."
"Then kill." Dragon Dance lifted her head, completely fearless.
"Before killing you, you still owe stories about Silvio Reed. I’m here to hear your tale." Julius Reed retracted the dagger, clasping his hands behind, gazing into her eyes.
"Soone wants to kill ." Dragon Dance smiled warmly, her deanor flipped instantly.
The previous hostility vanished, leaving a few charming hints.
Just like when they first t.
"I know, they’re nearby." Julius Reed nodded.
"You know?" Dragon Dance was slightly surprised.
Those guys were hidden well, she wasn’t sure if anyone followed her.
But Julius Reed, just arriving, confidently asserted that indeed soone did.
"Of course, in Gonzalez City, we encountered the sa group. But their target was Trent Marsh." Julius Reed spoke easily: "Before coming here, I dealt with a batch, reducing the trouble significantly."
"Who are they?" Dragon Dance asked again.
She intensely wished for the answer.
"People you can’t see." Julius Reed replied with a smile.
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