800: Chapter 446: Buying a Shop_3 800: Chapter 446: Buying a Shop_3 Owen Bertram humd, “Is there really no room for negotiation on this price?”
National Master’s eyes brewed with laughter, “None.”
Owen clenched his teeth, “Fine.”
National Master spread her smooth jade hand toward him, “Pay.”
Owen painfully handed over the money – three hundred million Spirit Jade divided into an empty Storage Brocade Pouch.
When it reached her hand, a strong urge suddenly surged within him, wanting to scratch her palm.
It seed as though a voice was tempting him: these three hundred million couldn’t be spent in vain, take advantage of it if there’s a deal.
Mr.
Sun restrained his restless heart, then shuddered with surprise.
Is National Master trying to bewitch one day?
Or, even more precisely, deliberately planting a seed of affection in my heart?
By the ti Owen ca back to his senses, the unrivaled beauty in the white cherry blossom gown from Sang Island was miles away.
“In the future, when Sang Island conquers the Wood Dynasty, Mr.
Sun’s three hundred million Spirit Jade will be used to buy his life.
This National Master will show rcy and let you live!”
Mr.
Sun huffed coldly, his voice transmitting from afar, “When Sang Island becos part of the Wood Dynasty, this money will be considered the dowry I’ve already paid!”
The National Master’s traces vanished like smoke.
Although the two had their exchange in the Spirit dicine Market, no third person heard their conversation.
Mr.
Sun wasn’t frivolous but realized that the National Master was soone who would use any ans to achieve her goals.
If she wanted to plant a seed of affection in him, he might as well make her believe she succeeded.
Even though the National Master was hundreds of years older than Owen, her ability to plot and sche was not necessarily superior due to her age.
After the two loyal ministers of their countries exchanged fierce words, Owen looked at the music store: aside from the many wooden qins made by the National Master herself, the store itself was quite valuable.
It was located at the heart of the Spirit dicine Market, covering a large area – divided into the front hall and the backyard.
At such a prominent location, it was indeed as valuable as an inch of gold.
Owen wondered what kind of soup the previous owner drank to sell such a treasure of a location to the National Master.
Owen carefully put all the wooden qins into a separate Storage Brocade Pouch, as he was extrely cautious of National Master, worried that there might be sothing “sacred” concealed within them to monitor him secretly.
After packing up, he planned to call soone the next day to level the place, dig three feet deep to inspect, and then rebuild the house.
As for its specific purpose…
he would decide later.
As he was sorting out the qins, the Little Girl packed up her things pitifully, her small face showing fear as she stood to the side.
Owen turned to give her a once-over, because he hadn’t realized that the girl also had the strength of the Fifth Realm.
Only upon taking a closer look did he comprehend: so that’s how it is.
The girl was not human, but a rare “spirit” that was born among the Unique Cultivators of “essence, spirit, and monster.” National Master had no idea what extre thod she used to hide her “nature” and true strength, making her look like an ordinary human.
However, she still emitted a spiritual air from within, looking more pleasing than ordinary people.
Little did Owen know that the Little Girl was panicking at this mont: this Great Evil Person was so fierce, he had even driven the host away.
What, what, what should I do…
Mr.
Sun glared at her, “What are you packing for?”
The Little Girl pouted and almost cried, stuttering, “I, I’m leaving…”
“Leaving?!” Mr.
Sun still looked nacing, “Didn’t you hear?
You and this store were sold to together, for three hundred million Spirit Jade.
If you run away, I’ll be at a great loss!”
“Ah?
I, I’ve been sold too?!” The Little Girl was about to cry.
Owen really wanted to try if he could make soone cry out of fright.
After all, his Horizon Bureau had the notorious title of “stopping children’s nightti cries,” right?
However, he felt that coaxing her after terrifying her would be too much of a hassle, so he waved his hand and said, “You follow back…
I’ll find a place to settle you.”
In fact, Owen was already secretly worried about how to accommodate her.
The most appropriate solution would be to have her serve Verna as a maidservant.
However, this Little Girl must have so hidden trick left by the National Master, and while he wasn’t worried about National Master harming Verna, he didn’t want to expose that Verna was now his Elder Brother’s greatest reliance, ranking even above his second brother.
Moreover, this girl didn’t seem very smart.
Coupled with Verna and a seemingly clever but actually simple-minded Lily, surrounding Verna with a low-intelligence crowd would not be beneficial to her developnt!
It would be even less suitable for the Little Girl to stay with Owen himself as a maid, lest she be spied on day and night by National Master – no, watched and monitored.
Originally, Owen only looked at her once, and she looked at him twice, which already made him feel at a loss.
If he were to be monitored day and night, wouldn’t he be at an even greater loss?
As for giving her to one of his subordinates, it was even more inappropriate.
After all, the Little Girl was in the Fifth Realm; having her serve another Fifth Realm would be quite an insult to the Wood Dynasty’s Cultivation system.
As to why he didn’t simply drive her away, it actually shared the sa intention as to why the National Master had intentionally left her behind.
Although the two loyal ministers from both kingdoms had spoken threats, they both understood that there was no absolute resolution between nations.
As such, the Little Girl was a “communicative channel” left between Owen and the National Master.
They had to confront each other yet couldn’t sever communication entirely.
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