Victor burst into laughter upon hearing this. He abruptly sat up from the bed and deliberately said to Vincent, "Not much, your wife and I have settled it. Ten million a day, how about it? Am I worth this price as a bodyguard?"
Hearing the demand for ten million, Vincent hadn’t responded yet, but Jacob couldn’t help but yell at him, "Ten million? Victor, this is extortion!"
Victor snorted coldly and questioned Vincent instead, "What? Your wife’s life isn’t even worth ten million?"
Vincent hurriedly gestured for Jacob to be quiet. To save May’s life, forget ten million, even a billion would be worth it.
"Not much, even twenty million wouldn’t be much. When I get back, I’ll personally bring the check to you," Vincent calmly replied to Victor.
Victor’s eyes glead as he casually pulled out the Star of Extre Night that May had given him from his pocket and chuckled, "No rush, your wife gave this pigeon egg as collateral anyway. Just bring the money over whenever you’re able."
Vincent was well aware of what Victor ant by the pigeon egg. He knew the value of the Star of Extre Night, and so did Victor. Exchanging ten million for a treasure worth over eighty million, Victor was confident Vincent would bring the money.
However, Vincent had never intended to default on this paynt from the beginning. Although his conduct was shrewd, he had principles. Victor had helped him in his ti of need without hesitation, which was considered an act of grace. Forget ten million, even using the Star of Extre Night worth eighty million as a thankful gift, Vincent was willing.
He always said, nothing is more important than the woman in his heart, nothing!
"Alright, keep the item for now. This evening, please stay at my ho for so ti. When I return, besides the ten million, I will also cover your brother’s dical expenses."
Seeing Vincent agree so straightforwardly, Victor happily raised his eyebrows and praised him, "Straightforward! With that straightforwardness, my trip here tonight was worthwhile."
After hanging up on Victor, Jacob asked Vincent sowhat reluctant, "Master, isn’t Victor obviously trying to extort us by daring to demand ten million?"
Vincent gave him a aningful glance, then pulled out his phone and showed him the video that May had recorded: "Take a look. This is a video May sent to my phone at over three o’clock. The signal was poor, and amid the chaos, it wasn’t received."
After watching the entire video, Jacob suddenly frowned at Vincent, "Why did the mistress record this video and send it to you?"
"Perhaps she wanted to stand up for her," Vincent sighed helplessly. Looking at Butler Lawson’s badly beaten face in the video, he said helplessly, "May deliberately had him record this video to constrain the old man, to make him act cautiously. She sent it to , believing I have enough power to mobilize the dia to let them know what kind of person the old man is. But her thinking was too naive. The old man has already entered a crazy state, willing to kill even for survival. How could he possibly care about what the dia people say? This will only provoke even more reckless retaliation from him."
Jacob felt Vincent’s analysis was very reasonable. The old man was originally a tough, iron-fisted and cold-blooded person. Not to ntion the dia, even if the whole world criticized and tried to stop him, as long as he believed he was right, he would defy fate no matter the cost. Moreover, they had every reason to believe that the attack by poisonous insects they encountered earlier wasn’t just an accident, but an organized, preditated murder.
The old man is now crazy enough to dare to assassinate Vincent, what else would he not do? Pushing him, Vincent and May might not be his match.
"What should we do? The old man is no longer concerned about your life, and you plan to keep enduring?" Jacob asked Vincent anxiously, reflecting on these concerns.
Vincent pondered for a mont before slowly speaking, "Of course not, I’m not that foolish. But now, the old man doesn’t just have people powerful in combat, he also has many subordinates unseen by you. Like that previous battle with the poisonous insects, I suspect, was orchestrated by him."
At this point, Vincent suddenly rembered sothing. He hurriedly took out the piece of Fragrant Bone Wood from his suit pocket. Its scent was incredibly enchanting, and as soon as it was taken out, the car instantly filled with its intoxicating fragrance.
"This item is the only tool to counter poisonous insects, and I heard from that particular farr that he had visited Mount Caelus, so he took out just this small piece. I wonder if he can take to Mount Caelus again."
"So was that why you gave them money, to win their hearts?"
"Not purely that. Regardless, they destroyed their own ho because of , giving them so money is only right."
Vincent toyed with the piece of Fragrant Bone Wood in his hand, repeatedly recalling everything that had happened in the mountains. Suddenly, he turned to Jacob and questioned him, "What did you fire previously, what were those things?"
The bullets Jacob fired had powder with a scent almost identical to the Fragrant Bone Wood in Vincent’s hand. This made Vincent even more suspicious about where Jacob got the Fragrant Bone Wood, and why he coincidentally appeared to save their lives there.
Jacob didn’t hide the truth from Vincent and recounted everything that had happened: "I was initially going to follow your orders to fly back first to protect the mistress, but just as I was about to board the plane, a man suddenly appeared in front of , told you were in danger, and instructed to save you, also giving your exact location, he handed a few bullets for a shotgun and said they’d co in handy."
At this point, Jacob unknowingly shook his head bewildered and added, "When you asked, I suddenly rembered that every word that man said to , I believed completely, just like it was the truth. I didn’t even have the desire to doubt it then. I don’t know what happened, but I turned the car around after hearing him, went to the police station, and borrowed a shotgun from Director Lawson in such a smooth move. Now, thinking back, it’s like a dream."
Vincent gazed at him gravely, knowing Jacob had no reason to lie to him, and slowly asked, "Do you know what his specific features were?"
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