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Honestly, fear hit when I heard it was a soldier. My first thought was that they found out about buying food from the army and were hear to arrest . I wasn't worried about being arrested, since I had Veirya to protect , so I didn't think the army would do anything apprehensive to in Veirya's presence. I had an idea to hide the food, and the best way was to distribute it to the people. They can't exactly get the food that the people have eaten already.

However, Veirya opened the door before I could move. The armour was a very familiar armour. It was the standard armour worn in the army. The armour Veirya wore was that exact sa one. It consisted of a tight breastplate, skirt armour below the belly and then leg armour that was tied on to the wearer's thighs and calves. That was accompanied by tal boots. The section between the breastplate and skirt armour was a leather belt where the wearer could hang all sorts of things from. The person at the entrance made think she was a mirror. The woman standing at the entrance with her helt in her arm exchanged eye contact with Veirya, who had her hand on her sword. They both had blue eyes and the exact sa silver hair, so I couldn't tell what the difference between them was.

Veirya looked at the woman opposite her. The woman looked back at her. The two seemingly completely identical won looked at each other without a word. However, they looked at each other very vigilantly. They just looked at each other without budging as if they were statues.

They seed not only very similar in appearance, but also in personality. If I continued hiding behind Veirya, they might just stare at each other for an entire day. I think they'll only break the awkward silence once they draw their swords. I looked at them and then made a hand gesture to tell Leah not to speak. I then stood up and walked to the entrance.

The woman opposite Veirya's gaze finally shifted to . Veirya turned her head around. I noted her gaze continued a hint of anger. She extended her hand out to stop . She said, "Go back."

"This is the man that bought the food, correct?"

Their voices sounded virtually the exact sa. I actually couldn't tell who spoke for a mont The woman opposite Veirya looked at seriously then continued, "Northern Branch President of Visete Company, Norael Gerald seeks an audience."

"Company President?!"

"No, Branch President."

The woman opposite Veirya corrected . I looked at her and chuckled hopelessly. I then said, "All right, all right, Branch President. Please co in then. Please."

"I wanted to go in a while ago, but this woman just had to get in the way."

The woman narrowed her eyes a little as she looked at Veirya. Her gaze was filled with dislike. Although the two of them looked the exact sa, I could tell that the woman had more emotions than Veirya. Veirya has never worn any expression on her face, and the sa goes for her gaze. There would only be the occasional sign of desire in her gaze when she wanted sothing, such as a kid.

"I won't allow anyone to co into my ho ard."

Veirya kept her hand pressed on her sword handle without budging. She coldly looked at the woman in front of her, while the woman hand her left hand on her sword, as well, despite holding her helt. If one of them drew their sword, the other would imdiately draw their sword and retaliate.

Neither of them had drawn their sword, but the atmosphere between them was particularly tense.

'Did the two of them have so sort of enmity between them in the past, for the two of them to be cautious of the other and want to kill the other?'

"I don't want to go in, but our Branch President wants to see this man."

"He belongs to . I don't want to let him see anyone today."

Veirya didn't relax her tone at all. She didn't pull her arm blocking off, either. It was the first ti she demonstrated such an unwavering attitude. It was the first ti I sensed emotions from Veirya, but her emotions were disgust and vigilance this ti. It was the first ti she displayed hatred for soone.

"What's wrong? Angelina, why aren't you going in?"

A man's laughter ca from behind the woman. I looked over. Angelina turned to make a small bow. I looked at the man in front. He wore a huge black fur on him. It must be the fur of a bear or so other large animal that was skinned. I could tell that it was very expensive, because there was no excessive string of fur and it was smooth. It shined as though it was a mirror.

I could tell that he was very wealthy.

Normally, you would wear expensive clothing at a business negotiation; In fact, you would wear clothing that told people that it was premium clothing with a single glance. It was a way of expressing your importance to the other party. Everybody knows not to judge a book by its cover, but can people see your internal thoughts upon first eting? Consequently, people judge you based on your clothing upon first sight. If you're dressed well and display your wealth, the other party will also be more serious. Money is the strongest weapon at a business negotiation table. You must get the other party to take you serious right from the get go.

Hence, I don't think this man is an ordinary man either.

His skin colour was very light. Light enough that I could virtually see his veins. He smiled and looked at over the two won. He lightly took of his hat, revealing his head of light-blonde hair that was combed to perfection. He smiled at and after a deep bow said, "Mister, I heard of your reputation in the city. I heard that you were a man that could turn a city's food market on its head once you spoke."

I softly chuckled as I shook my head. I made a small bow before replying, "All I did was buy a bit of food. I am but Lord Veirya's spoil of war. I act on Lord Veirya's orders. She needed food, so I acquired food, that is all. As for turning the food market on its head or whatever you said, I have never thought about doing so."

"He chuckled as he walked up to . With a smile he asked, "How do I address you?"

Veirya didn't move. She continued to stand at the front, prohibiting him from entering, so I had to speak to him with Veirya in the middle.

I looked at him and announced my na for the first ti, "My na is Lin Dongqing."

Nobody has asked for my na after coming here for so long. Queen Sisi treated as a dog, Veirya saw as a spoil of war and Leah treated as her father, always only addressing as "Papa". I haven't ntioned my na in a long ti. This was the first ti I announced my na, since coming here. Veirya turned her head around to look at . She looked at sowhat surprised, and asked, "You actually have a na?"

"Of course I do!"

"Lin Lin what? Your first na is Lin and your surna is Dongqing?"

"No, my surna is Lin, and my first na is Dongqing. Consider it hmm a custom in the north."

"All right. So, Mr. Lin, would you happen to have so ti to discuss so matters with ? I would also like to see your skills that could turn a city's food market on its head once you spoke."

He smiled and extended his hand out toward . The woman in front pressed her hand on Veirya's arm as she looked at her coldly. She said, "I must carry out the orders of the Branch Leader. Do you insist on resisting?"

Vierya turned her head around to look at . She showed hope in her gaze. It was the first ti I spotted Veirya's thoughts in her gaze. She was hoping I would decline the woman in front of her. I don't know what their personal issue is, but I felt that Veirya had but a very simple thought, and that was for to not get along with the woman in front.

However, my choice was simple this ti.

I pressed my hand on Veirya's arm. I smiled as I said, "Veirya, let go."

"You"

"Sorry."

I apologised softly next to her ear. Veirya looked at and then slowly put her arm down.

The way she put her arm down slowly was totally different to how she withdrew her sword before. It was as though it wasn't an arm.

The woman revealed a delighted smile. She then made way and I walked out. The man walked up to side with joy and tightly grabbed hold of my hand. I felt his leather gloves on my hands

'Umm Just speak if you have sothing to say. What the heck are you holding my hand out of nowhere for? Don't tell you're a gay'

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