Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1060 - 1059: Changed Taste?

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1059: Changed Taste?

"Miss, perhaps it would be best if you dismiss me now!" Yusuf Zuck stepped forward and greeted Ms. Fatty with a bow.

Ms. Fatty trembled all over, her flesh quivering uncontrollably. It was unclear if it was from anger or something else, but whenever her body moved, the chair creaked ominously.

Before Ms. Fatty could speak, the well-dressed lady of the second mother suddenly stood up. "Who do you think you are? You harbinger of doom, it was because of you that the master met his death, and you still dare..."

"Second Mother, I beg you to hold your tongue!" Suddenly, the plump young lady rose up furiously and said, "He is my husband by marital arrangement with my father, I have the right to reproach him, but you do not. There is no need for you to meddle in the affairs between my husband and me!"

"You..." The lady of the second mother was so angry that she pointed at Ms. Fatty and was unable to speak.

Ms. Fatty then nodded slightly at Yusuf Zuck. She wanted to bow, but could not bend over; however, tears began to stream down her face as she wept, "My husband, our family is facing great difficulties. Could you please be patient for a few days, let our son settle my father’s funeral matters before discussing the matters of our separation?" she said pitifully.

"Well... alright, Miss, please accept my sympathies." Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath. Despite everything, the young lady seemed quite reasonable, and she didn’t allow others to scold him. On that account, despite her being somewhat overweight, Yusuf Zuck felt it wasn’t her fault, seeing that her character was still quite good.

"Then I shall return to my room to rest, I’ve not yet recovered from my injury!" Yusuf Zuck nodded and then turned to leave.

He didn’t quite know what else to do there, so it was better to return to his own room to rest.

Furthermore, he couldn’t help but feel it was too much of a coincidence that Mr. Shepherd had been suddenly killed. And from the looks of the corpse, it seemed a genuine death, not a faked one.

So who killed him?

With the Shepherd family’s wealth, the six madams would surely split the property, vying for power and perhaps, after gaining that, move on to remarry. They couldn’t possibly be expected to remain widows.

And Ms. Fatty, though she appeared as hefty as a pig, Yusuf Zuck could see that she was shrewder than a monkey.

This Shepherd family, harboring internal conflicts with the center of contention being the family wealth, was likely to be tumultuous for some time after Mr. Shepherd’s death.

And just as Yusuf Zuck exited the hall and made a couple of turns, a group of people approached him. They were uniformly dressed in a particular type of long robe, consisting of men and women, both old and young.

"Shopkeepers, this way..." an attendant led these people, calling them shopkeepers.

Yusuf Zuck instantly understood that these people were managers of various banks. There were more than sixty.

More than sixty shopkeepers was equivalent to having over sixty such branches—a sign of the vast financial resources of the Shepherd family!

Yusuf Zuck just briefly glanced at them and then turned to leave, but just as he turned, he instinctively twisted his neck back and rubbed his eyes.

Following the attendant, there walked a young man with a steady gait, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with the Cultivation Level of a Golden Immortal.

"No way," Yusuf Zuck swallowed hard. The man at the forefront was none other than Marlon Shepherd, his brother, the general manager of Skeward Investment Company who had built it up and strengthened it—Marlon Shepherd!

Current Marlon had reverted to his appearance in his twenties, but he was still as spirited, boldly leading the crowd!

Yusuf Zuck stopped, standing to the side.

As the attendant reached Yusuf Zuck’s side, he only glanced at him and did not greet him—there was no need, as the new son-in-law had not yet been formally introduced, so it was unnecessary to acknowledge him.

Marlon following behind also glanced at him, but did not recognize him.

Afterwards, more than sixty people all walked past Yusuf Zuck!

"Haha, this is interesting, very interesting!" Yusuf Zuck laughed heartily. He knew about Marlon’s Ascension, which Ruth Wilcox had told him about—it seemed to follow closely after the old man’s Ascension.

But who would have expected that after ascending, he would return to his old trade and become a wealthy shopkeeper.

"It seems he still holds a position of status and identity." Yusuf Zuck’s lips curved upward. Instead of going to rest as he intended, he quickly followed after them.

The Shepherd Family’s shopkeeper roles were quite special and considered above the average, as they didn’t belong to the ordinary servants or menial workers since they received dividends.

Therefore, the Shepherd’s patriarch always held great respect for these shopkeepers who helped him earn money.

After the sixty-some shopkeepers entered the main hall, they first bowed three times towards the Shepherd’s patriarch and then were escorted to a side hall. The six madams, including Miss Fatty, as well as Master Shui and the two other stewards, went to the side hall too.

Yusuf Zuck followed them, but as he was about to enter, two guards stopped him.

In the mansion, there were servants and also guards, both male and female, who acted like bodyguards whom the patriarch had hired without sparing any expense.

"Get out of the way!" Yusuf Zuck glared at them sharply.

"Apologies, young master, but you can’t go in." The two guards, though not Profound Immortals, were Taiyi Golden Immortals with a bit of pride.

"Move!" Yusuf Zuck did not want to ask why but instead thrust his hands forward and, with a grab and a lift, he swiftly threw the two guards aside and pushed the door open to enter!

The moment he entered, everyone immediately looked over.

This was a family meeting, not somewhere just anyone could enter.

"What right do you have to be here? Get out!" The second aunt stood up and yelled vehemently.

"Second aunt, please mind yourself. Husband, your timing is perfect. Xuxu is very tired and can’t hold up here any longer, so you take his place for this meeting. Help me out first!" Fatty was without her handmaidens, who were waiting outside, so she couldn’t walk out by herself!

"Alright." Yusuf Zuck went to Fatty’s side and gently supported her. The woman was indeed heavy, possibly around five hundred pounds.

"Sister-in-law, if you leave, what’s the point of him staying here?" Another high-ranked woman suddenly spoke; she sat below the second aunt and must be the mistress.

"My husband was appointed by father, and he can represent me." Fatty called him ’husband’ with ease, though it was unclear what she was thinking.

"Fine, indeed, there’s not much to talk about. Shopkeeper Shepherd, it’s simple. With the old patriarch gone, whose orders will you follow now?" The mistress didn’t wait for Fatty to leave and got straight to the point.

"Yes, Shopkeeper Shepherd, you were highly regarded by the patriarch, and your authority has always been substantial. We ask you, from now on, whose orders will you and the other shopkeepers follow?"

"This..." Marlon Shepherd was actually the main shopkeeper. He thought for a moment, looked at the six ladies, and then faintly smiled, "Us shopkeepers don’t discriminate whom we listen to. We just manage the operations within our delegated areas, make profits, and deposit them in the treasury. We get our monthly wages and dividends, that’s it. Also, I recall chatting with the patriarch once, and he mentioned he had made a will."

"What?"

"Where is the will?"

"Bring it here quickly."

All six ladies stood up in shock, including Fatty, who quivered in surprise.

Marlon Shepherd shook his head, "I don’t know where it is. I only heard from the patriarch himself. It’s either in his Space Ring or in his study."

"Whizzzz—" As soon as Marlon Shepherd finished speaking, the six mistresses had disappeared.

As all six mistresses had left, Yusuf Zuck suddenly let go of Fatty, took a step towards Marlon Shepherd, smiled, and clasped his fists, "Shopkeeper Shepherd, long time no see."

"Uh... Do we know each other?" Marlon Shepherd asked in surprise.

"Hehe, my phone number is..." Yusuf Zuck mentioned his old phone number, which Marlon had once helped set up!

"Pfft—" Upon hearing Yusuf Zuck reveal his number, Marlon nearly choked, his eyes nearly popping out. Damn, Yusuf Zuck wasn’t dead? And he had also arrived in the Immortal Realm, changing his taste too? No longer bedding monsters, but now bedding a fat pig?