Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1412: 1412: Bargaining

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1412: Bargaining

“Where are you?”

After a brief silence, Gabriel Young didn’t ask the brainless question of ‘who are you’.

As a powerful woman of Swimming City, capable of upholding a family, her intelligence was naturally extraordinary.

Not many people knew Gabriel Young’s phone number, let alone her private one.

She had given out a business card half an hour ago, but she hadn’t expected a response so soon.

“Cloud Pavilion.”

After Julius Reed finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

He probably didn’t know that he was the first person to ever dare hang up on Gabriel Young.

However, on the other end of the phone.

On the outskirts of Swimming City Square.

Bang!

Gabriel Young kicked and shattered the speaker.

The dance music stopped abruptly.

“What’s wrong?” a dance partner asked.

Everyone was dancing well, so why suddenly destroy the speaker?

They say a woman’s mood swings are as unpredictable as the weather.

But this was too quick of a change, wasn’t it?

“I’ve found myself a new piece of fresh meat, way stronger than any of your boy toys!” Gabriel Young stood with proud hips, laughing loudly, “You’ve lost! I have you completely crushed in every aspect! Don’t even think about rising above me in this lifetime!”

She was dressed in a long pink gown, well-preserved, and with meticulous makeup, she looked under thirty.

But in reality, she was already in her fifties.

This group of square dancers may look ordinary, but each of them had an extraordinary identity!

The strongest women in Swimming City all gathered here.

Among them were the City Lord’s wife, mistresses of Lord Ghost Seven, the first route commander’s legitimate wife, and the third route commander’s sister-in-law…

It could be said that they were—

The most powerful girl group.

On ordinary days, they danced in the square, parading men around like walking dogs.

But once they left Ghost Market, they were the rulers of their domains.

Each woman controlled the power and wealth of Swimming City.

And Gabriel Young was the leader of this group.

“Really? No way,” the wife of the first route commander expressed her disbelief, “Why haven’t we heard about it before? You’re not trying to bluff us, are you? Gabriel Young, if you can’t dance better, are you just making excuses to wreck the place?”

“Exactly!” Someone chimed in, “With your personality, if you truly had a pretty boy, you would’ve flaunted him by now! Could you really have waited until today?”

Square dance competitions were just about the dance, without any differences in status.

At least here, there were no distinctions between noble and lowly; whoever danced best was the dance king.

“Don’t believe me?” Gabriel Young walked to the side, bent over to pick up her backpack, and took out a lipstick.

As she applied it, she said with pride, “Let’s go! He’s at Cloud Pavilion, I’ll take you to widen your horizons.”

“This man, it’s not just about the face, you also have to consider skill!” Someone kicked the man they had leashed with a chain, muttering to themselves, “I just hope our sister Gabriel hasn’t picked a pretty face without any skills!”

“Hmmph! Who was it that said, as long as he looks good, who cares if he’s useless?” Not one to be outdone, Gabriel Young touched up her makeup and led a group of people towards Cloud Pavilion.

…

“I’ve been licking boots for three years and haven’t even held hands once, and you just go straight for the hug!”

Cloud Pavilion.

Ambrose Young watched Merrill Caldwell lying in the masked man’s arms, grinding his teeth with anger!

Do women all like such rough men?

He considered himself perfectly gentlemanly.

But why couldn’t he be liked?

“Just wait, give it five more minutes, and you’ll regret it deeply!” Ambrose Young glanced at the Rolex on his hand, hating how slowly time was passing!

Luckily, it seemed that the man had no intention of harming Merrill Caldwell.

But to wander around carrying Miss Caldwell deserves a killing!

If this gets out, how will I ever mix in Swimming City again!

However, Julius Reed didn’t notice Ambrose Young’s knife-like gaze.

Even if he did, he would probably just retort with the words ‘impotent fury’.

He didn’t kill anyone in Cloud Pavilion, not because he was concerned about someone’s status.

It was simply because he didn’t want to leave Merrill Caldwell with any psychological scars.

Merrill Caldwell is like Quella Radcliffe, more like Sophia Leocadia.

Recalling last year, during Sophia Leocadia’s birthday when I threw away hundreds of millions in cash.

In the blink of an eye, it’s almost the birthday of the little princess of the Leocadia Family again.

Just one year has passed, and Julius Reed’s circumstances have changed dramatically.

“How much are you selling this for?”

Just then, when walking in front of an old man dressed in Taoist robes, Julius Reed spotted a medicinal herb.

Thousand-year Iron Tree Blossom.

An excellent remedy for Frostbite Syndrome.

This thing is rare, indeed rare.

But to say it’s scarce, it’s not considered scarce in the martial artist circles.

This kind of item might be bought if displayed outside, but in Cloud Pavilion, nobody gives it a second glance.

Many people were chatting and trading with each other, but in front of this Taoist, it was deserted.

“Are you talking to me?”

The Taoist was meditating with his eyes closed, and opened them impatiently after speaking: “One hundred Swimming City Currency!”

Having said that, he continued to meditate.

It seemed like he was chanting sutras.

“Hey, you Taoist…” Merrill Caldwell, lying weakly in Julius Reed’s arms, said: “Such a poor attitude in selling things, really atrocious!”

Although it’s cold, although it’s painful!

But in the warm embrace, it seems nothing else matters.

If possible, Merrill Caldwell would like to continue suffering like this.

Just to keep lying in Julius Reed’s broad and warm embrace.

“I am a Monk!”

Slap!

The man dressed as a Taoist threw his hat onto the stall and pointed to his bald head: “I’m wearing Taoist robes because I won against a smelly Taoist. This is the spoils of war! Spoils of war, get it?”

“Heh.” Julius Reed gave a wry smile.

“Stop bluffing! We both had wins and losses, and that’s why we swapped clothes. How did it turn into you winning the match?” Not far from the Monk, a Taoist dressed in monk robes scolded: “Seven Star Arhat, monks should not lie! If your senior brother Wuyue Arhat hears this, he’ll give you a thrashing!”

“Heh! Lies pass through the intestines, but they linger in the Buddha’s heart! In my West Sea, we’re not so particular!” The Monk didn’t show any sign of realization but impatiently shouted: “Are you buying or not? If not, step aside! You’re holding up my business.”

“Ten Swimming City Currency.” Julius Reed extended one finger: “Ten, and I’ll buy.”

He wasn’t very good at haggling, after all, he had no concept of money.

But during those three years of memory loss, he spent every day buying groceries and cooking, mastering the essence of it.

“Kid, are you looking for trouble?” Seven Star Arhat rolled up his sleeves, fuming: “I’m asking for one hundred, and you offer me ten? No way! At least twenty!”

“Haha! The most business-savvy in your West Sea was Qingtian Arhat, but it’s a pity he’s dead. What’s left of you guys? Simpletons!” The Taoist couldn’t help but mock from the side.

“Shut up! You East Sea demon Daoists have been suppressed by gods and Buddhas for decades, I really wonder where you got the gall to mock the West Sea!” After speaking, Seven Star Arhat didn’t forget to add: “My senior brother attained blissful nirvana, he’s not dead!”

“Five!”

On this side, Julius Reed stretched out five fingers: “Five Swimming City Currency, if you don’t sell, I’ll go elsewhere.”

“Damn! Are you haggling with a dragon-slaying saber?” Seven Star Arhat cursed then quickly brought his hands together, muttering to himself: “Dirty words pass the mouth, but they linger in the Buddha’s heart.”

“Three!”

Julius Reed took out three Swimming City Currency coins.

“Done!”

Seven Star Arhat handed over the Thousand-year Iron Tree Blossom, snatched the three Swimming City Currency coins, and threw them to the Taoist: “Go, buy some liquor.”