801: Chapter 175: Co-opting Interests_2 801: Chapter 175: Co-opting Interests_2 The only thing Liu was impressed by regarding this earl was that the fellow was actually wearing a black double-breasted stand-collar overcoat, with golden rope knot buttons that were stylish and elegant.
The close-fitting design prominently outlined his muscles and physique—this style of clothing was unlike any fashion from the Aegean Continent, perfectly enhancing a man’s gallantry and toughness.
However, it seed sowhat wasted on this earl, whose looks were rather sleazy.
“This lord is a Mid-Mountain Wolf,” the penguin butler quietly reminded Lord Richard.
Liu slightly raised his eyebrows, no wonder the stand-collar overcoat looked so unique.
It turned out that the earl was actually a Mid-Mountain Wolf of the Wolves, which explained his distinctive character.
However, the notorious lascivious nature of the Mid-Mountain Wolves was well-known, and sending this fellow to the frigid Aegean where there were so many beauties seed hardly well-intentioned.
“Lord Richard, as part of the annual inspection, I represent the whole kingdom’s Noble Inspection Court in coming to the frigid Aegean.
Yet, you had waiting for days.
Where have you been these past few days?
Don’t you think your actions show a great disrespect for the authority and dignity of the Inspection Court?” said Lord Garnett in a voice that was both shrill and effeminate, laden with a deliberate intent to provoke.
“The population of the territory has reached the basic number of one thousand.
I’ve even exceeded it.
Is there sothing else I’m doing insufficiently?” Liu furrowed his brows, feeling that this guy was really an idiot, riding on his family’s ancient heritage, oblivious to the extents of heaven and earth.
Now even Lord Brut was sending envoys to ingratiate themselves with !
“The Noble Inspection Court possesses the authority to oversee the conduct, deanor, and inappropriate actions of nobles.
Lord Richard, I must say, the disparity between your appearance and the deanor expected of a baron is substantial.
Just on this point alone, I have enough grounds to propose your impeachnt to the Inspection Court,” boasted Count Garnett.
“Alright, everyone, let’s take our seats.
Standing here hardly resembles a banquet; it’s more like an opera,” Lord Mourinho, displaying a smile as radiant as Emperor Polo, gently interceded before Liu could lose his temper, addressing all the nobles.
The High Priest continued shaking his head, his appearance so perfect that even his shaking was handso.
“Don’t offend the people from the Inspection Court too much; sotis, the pettiest people can capsize your ship in the gutter,” Cui Beixi, a ntor Liu hadn’t seen in a long ti, whispered into his ear, her breath as sweet as orchids.
Liu’s heart ward, and he turned to nod gently at the beautiful snake ntor.
At that mont, he suddenly felt perhaps he had been too suspicious of ntor Cui Beixi.
Of course, he wasn’t afraid of offending little people because he himself was a little person, always the one playing tricks on others, not the other way around.
After the guests and hosts had taken their seats, the exquisite wine and dishes of the frigid Aegean made everyone speak less.
The lord, who had made everyone wait, had left many hungry for hours.
Though so snacks were available, they could hardly compare to the enjoynt of lavish dishes.
There was no shortage of music and dance as usual.
Today, the Butterfly Clan and dusa’s maids did not perform but simply served wine among the tables in the banquet, which was set in a circular runway.
In the middle danced several scantily clad Beamon beauties, their slender waists pale and their long, colorful hair flowing.
Every movent they made was seductive and enticing.
“Where did these co from?” Liu whispered to Mr.
Jabbar, the butler.
“You’ll have to ask our two accountants about that,” replied Mr.
Jabbar, his face full of disapproval.
“He even told yesterday that the expenses and the arrangents for these services should be covered by us in the frigid Aegean!”
“I kicked him out,” blurted soone at the side, sneezing and wiping his nose.
“What’s wrong?
Who are you going to hit?” Helen quietly approached and asked.
“Heh, Helen, how about you go up there and dance the foxtrot?” Liu, wiping his nose with his sleeve, suggested with a mischievous grin.
Helen actually went up and did it, under the unbelieving gaze of the penguin butler.
Her innately charming dance and shifting glances left Garnett, who was pouring wine, completely oblivious to the fact that he was drenching the entire table with the wine jug.
“Haha!
This idiot,” laughed Liu to death.
“Richard!” chided ntor Cui Beixi, glancing at Liu from the next table.
Gracefully standing, she approached him with several dusa Clan snake priests, introducing, “Let introduce you—these are your neighbors…”
The beautiful snake ntor pointed to a middle-aged male snake and an elderly male snake, saying, “This is Lord Benitez, the overlord of Caiyu City from our dusa Clan, and Elder Horielle.”
“I’m very pleased to et you, Lord Benitez, Mr.
Horielle,” Liu earnestly nodded to the two snake priests donning glasses.
“And it shares my na?” chuckled Prince Moore in a bemused laughter.
“My surna is the great Treizegar.
This surna cos from the war god’s beloved…
dusa Treizegar, esteed Elves sir,” the middle-aged male snake said respectfully yet with an undertone of pride: “You might not be aware of a fact; we snake people are referred to as ‘sour sprinters’, but we are called ‘dusa’ due to the great contributions of the Treizegar family.”
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