The middle-aged broker felt an inexplicable chill down his spine as he heard those words, especially when he saw that look in the man’s eyes.
He stumbled over his words, "...I—I rely offered the price as requested by the—by the other party. Of course, if the esteed guest truly fancies it, then it would be possible to ask the owner if they... might lower the price..."
Who exactly was this man? Why was his presence so terrifying?
He couldn’t help but feel regret now; he shouldn’t have gotten greedy and added an extra fifty silver pieces.
Hu Dao snorted coldly, turning his head to Rong Yan, "Miss, would you like to go and have a look first?"
He spoke this way because he knew Miss Rong definitely wanted to see the Manor.
If that was the case, he might as well take them there to have a look.
As for the rest... he would speak to his master about it later.
Rong Yan nodded, "We shall go take a look first then. As for the rest... if the Manor on that side isn’t satisfactory, we will consider other options."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged broker breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sowhat intimidating man say, "Miss, if you will wait here for a mont, I will have soone bring the carriage around."
If they were to walk there... he imagined his master would peel off his skin.
Rong Yan knew the Manor might be a bit far away, and walking there would indeed cause so delay, so she did not refuse, "Alright then."
She had thought Hu Dao would leave to arrange the carriage himself, but saw instead that he rely stepped outside montarily and then ordered a guard who suddenly appeared... and soon after, he re-entered.
Rong Yan raised an eyebrow slightly... it seed they were indeed being followed without her realizing.
It appeared she still had much to improve in her skills.
Since the Manor was not too far away, the carriage arrived promptly.
The carriage was driven by a guard.
Seeing that the carriage had stopped outside, Hu Dao turned to Rong Yan and said, "Miss, the carriage is here, please get on."
Rong Yan gave a slight nod, then walked outside with Rong Jin.
Hu Dao glanced at the stunned broker, his eyes narrowing, "What are you spacing out for?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged broker snapped back to reality and replied with caution, "...Yes."
He did not recognize the person before him, but the guard driving the carriage at the door... was clearly Prince Qin’s guard... so, the lady who got on the carriage to view the Manor was a noble connected to Prince Qin?
But then the question was, why would soone with ties to Prince Qin want to buy a Manor? And to do so in such a remote border town?
He dared not ponder over it any longer, hastily walking outside to his sowhat dilapidated carriage.
The journey was not too far, but it wasn’t particularly close either, as the carriage ride took about an hour.
"We have arrived," the middle-aged broker said after they reached the destination, disembarking from the carriage first.
He was much more respectful towards the nobles inside the carriage.
Rong Yan jumped down from the carriage, while Rong Jin was helped down by Hu Dao.
Rong Yan looked at the Manor gates... truth be told, she was quite satisfied.
Indeed, the place was large and even backed onto a mountain.
Only, the mountain looked rather bare, with no green vegetation.
The middle-aged broker pushed open the great doors.
Rong Yan and her companions walked in... and by the ti she had finished touring a good part of the Manor, about half an hour had passed.
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