Chapter 2539: Old house

Carter Horton is still sipping tea leisurely, but his eyes are no longer as relaxed and dignified as before, but there is no hint of surprise on his face.
Obviously, he had anticipated this matter a long time ago, and even he had already investigated the matter, and had already concluded that it was only due to certain factors that he could not solve it by hand.
When this hidden danger was raised by me again, it was like an invisible hand tearing open his unhealed scars. How could he not be cautious?
After thinking about it for a while, Carter Horton said: "Now that you know this inside story, don't you worry that John Davis will damage Moonlight City's reputation in the same way? After all, reputation is the foundation of a nation!"
In the last sentence, he bit the word very hard, obviously warning me, put away unrealistic thoughts, since John Davis can damage the reputation of Ai Ruicheng, he can also damage the reputation of Moonlight City.
"About this," I replied with a smile: "No need to worry about your Majesty. As for how to deal with John Davis and his family, I have my own means."
Looking at my confident smile, Carter Horton sneered three times, and said: "Since everything is up to this point, I have agreed to your deal. Pay the money with one hand and the other with one hand. One hundred thousand gold coins will be delivered. At that time, you can leave with John Davis’s family."
"Then dare to love it, your Majesty has trouble."
I got up and bowed, and strode out of the living room.
Since Carter Horton promised to return John Davis’s family, it also proved that the matter was temporarily over.
Looking up to the sky and exhaling, I walked slowly down this familiar avenue.
Looking across every building inadvertently, I can even tell the names of their original owners.
However, through the window and door, I only saw unfamiliar faces. They are the current owners of these shops and restaurants, and they are lucky people who have survived the ravages of war several times.
lucky?
Hehe, I'm not sure.
Perhaps the original shop owners who died in the war had to leave their hometowns and the original tavern owners who lived in other countries were the real lucky ones.
The former is liberated, and the latter enjoys the happiness brought by peace.
But the current owner in front of him had to guard an old house, living in high pressure and danger.
Perhaps they are the truly unfortunate people.
Walking through the commercial street and about to reach the edge of the town, a dilapidated building stands in front of me.
Dilapidated walls, overgrown gardens, missing door panels, cracked windows, faded wall skins, and leaky roofs... all of this indicates that this is a long-standing An old house abandoned for many years.
However, it may be less than two years before it was truly abandoned.
Its last homeowner should be an old couple, with a rickety body, an old face, and a pair of wincing eyes. They just experienced the civil turmoil in the city of Ai, and they don’t have any hope for the future. I beg God, so that they can have a place to shelter them from the wind and rain, and they can shrink in the blankets in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and report to the group to keep warm without freezing to death.
However, less than two years have passed, and the old couple have disappeared. I don't know if they moved to another place or they have gone hand in hand to the God of Creation.
A little further ahead, a group of rogue adventurers occupied this room. They made fires here to keep warm, they drank and ate meat here, they had fun here, and they... died here.
It was me who killed them.
The reason why I killed them was not because I disliked their hideous looks, nor did I dislike them drinking and having fun, nor did I oppose them lighting fires in the yard to keep warm, but because the real owner of this house is my fiancee, Phoenix .
Even if I leave Eri City, I will not allow others to get involved here at will.
Of course, if you have nowhere to shelter from the rain and live on the street, as long as you keep your house clean, I still allow anyone to stay here temporarily.
I think Phoenix probably doesn't account for this trivial matter.
Taking a deep breath, I took a step forward and stepped into the garden.
However, as I stepped into the courtyard with one foot and threw one foot outside, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in my ears: "Stop!"
I turned my head in surprise, and saw a team of well-dressed guards, holding the sword in one hand and holding the hilt in the other, hurried over, and at the same time shouted a loud warning: "No more steps into the hospital!"
Staring at the moat rushing over with a fierce face, I frowned, hesitated for a moment, and withdrew my foot back cooperatively.
"Dare to ask this sir, why can't I step into this building? Is there any hidden secret in it?"
The captain of the defensive team squinted at me, arrogantly said: "I don't know what you are talking about, I only know, the captain ordered, this house, no one is allowed to enter this house, violators, kill no amnesty!"
"Kill without mercy? Haha" I laughed: "Then if your majesty wants to walk in the yard, can you still kill?"
"So much nonsense!" The captain of the defensive team glared at me fiercely: "You are told not to go in, you don't go in! This is an order, understand!"
"Well, well, I obey, I obey, you put the guy away first, I look dizzy."
Raising my hands high, I slowly moved back while subduing.
When I left the house five meters away, the captain of the defensive team inserted the cold knight sword back into the scabbard, glared at me badly, and then led a group of defensive members, hula la and left.
"Is this a good thing Shan Yong did?"
I thought to myself: "He really has a good intention. In order to keep my house, he used public property for private use, arbitrarily mobilizing a team of guards to assist in the care of the house."
Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh.
Unexpectedly, after a long time no contact, Shan Yong still maintained the loyalty he should have.
Should I reward him a little bit?
After thinking for a moment, I slid into the slum area, caught a child playing in the mud, and asked him if he knew where the house of the captain of the city was.
The child poked his chin with his muddy fingers and thought for a while, but his eyes kept drifting.
Humph, this kid is waiting for me to offer benefits.
Reaching into his pocket, and drew out a piece of magic honey, the little guy's eyes immediately stopped moving, but stared straight at the honey, his saliva dripped down.
"Go, wash your hands and face," I ordered.
Although he was very reluctant, in order to get honey, he sprinkled his little feet, ran to the well, dipped a bucket of water, washed his hands and face, and then ran back like a flying one, looking forward. Holding the honey held by my fingers.
"Here" I handed the honey over. He took the honey, but didn't eat it. Instead, he continued to look at me eagerly. The little poor expression looked like a little sparrow looking forward to his mother's feeding.
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