In the reception room arranged by the baron, Xiao Chen kept walking back and forth, repeatedly measuring the length of the carpet with his steps. Luo Ling sat in a chair without saying a word, holding her chin with her hand, lost in thought. Chen Hansheng, on the other hand, seemed more normal. He was tapping a full-body armor standing by the wall with his fingers. The armor made a dull clanging sound, which was annoying.
Xiao Chen stopped and stared at Chen Hansheng, then he heard Chen Hansheng mutter, "It's old stuff, but the steel is not good. It can be pierced with a sapper shovel."
"Old Chen, you are so sure." Xiao Chen walked over and touched the armor with his hand. The cold touch did not reduce his anxiety.
Chen Hansheng smiled and used his hand to indicate a distance of less than an inch: "Ever since I was on the battlefield, a bullet has flown past my head from such a close distance. I always feel that there is nothing I can't get through."
"Well, let's fight back." Xiao Chen smiled and glanced at Luo Ling. He found that she also gave him a rare encouraging look.
Not long after, the door was pushed open. Led by a servant, a young man with blue hair and wearing a wizard's robe walked in, followed by two warriors wearing leather armor and carrying swords.
The young man was very thin and pale. He walked into the reception room expressionlessly, his eyes swept over Xiao Chen and the others, and looked at Luo Ling a few more times, and finally stopped at Xiao Chen.
"I'm Mage Perrin. My teacher, the great Master Ikasa, is the inheritor of the Tower of the Spirit's Eye, the observer of the future, the royal mage of the Kingdom of Iberia, and the guardian of the Magic Association in this city. You, are the wild mage who made a fuss the other day?" The mage named Perrin had a rather cold attitude.
When Xiao Chen heard this kid raise his head and introduce himself, he felt angry and amused.
What made him angry was this man's arrogant attitude. Morey had told him that wild mages were a name given by the Mage Association and the magicians with inherited sects to the independent mages without sects. It was somewhat contemptuous, and it was even more rude to call him that in person. This man asked him directly if he was a wild mage. Was he trying to show off his power
What’s funny is that he spent a lot of time applying for the title of teacher, but he had nothing under his name. It seemed that he was just a fledgling young rooster.
"I am Xiao Chen from China. I inherit the Dream Tower." He answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"China? The Dream Tower? What is that place? Have you heard of it?" Perrin asked the two followers in a pretentious manner, and the other side shook their heads like rattles in cooperation. He said with some disdain: "In short, this is a warning! All magicians in the kingdom must register with the Magic Association. In addition, you are not allowed to use magic casually in Suero. Do you know how dangerous it is to use magic recklessly in the city? Learn some rules and register yourself at the Spirit Eye Tower."
Perrin took out a small paper roll from his sleeve and threw it to Xiao Chen, looking like he was too lazy to talk to him.
Xiao Chen let the paper roll fall to the ground, neither catching it nor picking it up. Instead, he clasped his hands and looked at Perrin indifferently.
"You!" This attitude was obviously beyond Perrin's expectations. He raised his hand, ready to cast a little magic to teach the other party a lesson.
However, Xiao Chen did not give him this opportunity. He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura suddenly spread from him. A mental wave swept towards Perrin and the two warriors. In an instant, the three of them held their heads and screamed hysterically.
The wave invaded Perrin's mind, and all kinds of imagined horrors flashed before him like a kaleidoscope. Perrin felt like he was trapped in a cemetery haunted by the undead, shivering and slumped between the tombstones and the will-o'-the-wisp. Just when he felt that he was about to collapse, the darkness slowly receded, and the surroundings slowly returned to normal. Perrin was soaked in cold sweat. He pointed at Xiao Chen with a trembling hand and shouted, "You, actually attacked me? Do you know what you are doing?"
"I am just giving a lesson in etiquette to an uneducated child. Before your teacher sent you here, didn't he tell you that you should respect magicians who are more powerful than you?"
Perrin stood up trembling with the help of two soldiers. His lips had lost their color, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his face was covered with tears and snot. He said hatefully, "You have offended someone you cannot afford to offend. You will regret it! The teacher will not let you go!"
Although the voice was loud, it was timid on the inside, just like a child who was being bullied.
"Don't associate your arrogance with your teacher. You cannot represent your teacher's attitude. You should not cause inexplicable trouble to your teacher."
Perrin looked at Xiao Chen uncertainly. The magic Xiao Chen had just released was too terrifying, and he never wanted to try that again in his life. At that moment, he didn't even know who was stronger, this man or his teacher. The overwhelming spiritual power, like a flash flood, made him lose all confidence in resistance.
"Get out of my sight. Come with someone polite."
Perrin walked away like a lost dog, leaving the scroll on the ground. Xiao Chen picked it up and looked at it. A flash of light flashed, and a lot of information entered his mind. This was a magical communication magic. The scroll told Xiao Chen the identity of Master Ikasa, the address of his wizard tower, and some precautions not to show magical power in the city. Originally, Perrin's task was just to hand the scroll to Xiao Chen, but he didn't expect it to conflict to that extent.
"Xiao Xiao, what you did just now was really satisfying, but I'm afraid that if you hit the younger one, the older one will come." Chen Hansheng's two thick eyebrows were squeezed together. He witnessed the whole process of the dispute. Xiao Chen's tough counterattack was beyond his expectation.
Xiao Chen's face remained stern for a long time. He rubbed his cheeks vigorously before regaining some spirit. "We have to be tough! We were just ordinary merchants at first. But after the auction, in the eyes of those with ulterior motives, we are fat sheep with a very valuable source of goods. It's hard to guarantee that they won't have bad intentions. Although this person is from some magic association, who knows how many eyes are watching us from behind? If we don't show enough strength, we will be eaten alive by those who are jealous of these businesses in the blink of an eye."
Luo Ling said leisurely: "Maybe the Diaz family and the Basque family are secretly watching this good show and trying to guess our strength."
Chen Hansheng looked around and whispered, "Humph, I suspect they are the ones who brought this guy here. Smiling but scheming is nothing new."
"This is a game of cards. Everyone is waiting for us to show our weakness." Luo Ling stood up from her chair. She smiled as if she was standing confidently in the classroom. "So a good poker player needs not only luck, but also confidence."
When Xiao Chen saw her smile, the helplessness in his heart dissipated a lot, "Well, we still have a few good cards."
"The outcome of this round will determine whether we are qualified to stay here. Now that we're here, let's compete with them." Luo Ling walked slowly to the window, put her hands on the windowsill, and looked at the street view of Suero.
"Okay. I'll go meet this Master Ikasa." Xiao Chen sat on the table, his eyes following Luo Ling's movements, "I wonder if saying 'Dream Tower' is the right choice?"
"Announcement of the name 'Dream Tower' is just to raise the stakes. We have too few chips, so we have to bet everything." She turned her head and stared at Xiao Chen, "So there is no other choice but to win this game."
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"Yes. It's called 'chain franchise.'" The words "chain franchise" are said in Chinese, but what does it matter? Li Jia is the first user of this word in this world. Let Chinese transform Spanish in this way.
The businessmen in front of him kept repeating the word, their eyes full of excitement. Others around him also looked at Li Jia with admiration. People in this era have too few channels to obtain knowledge, and they can't help but be full of awe for those who have knowledge and ideas.
A man brought a glass of water and placed it in front of Li Jia. Li Jia smiled and thanked him, took a few sips of water, and then continued: "But the premise of chain franchising is unified standards, qualified training, and a common source of goods. It would be best if you could work for us for a few years first, and then expand the channel."
The people below nodded frequently, and a businessman said, "As expected, you are the butler from the magician's family. What you said makes a lot of sense."
Another said, "My father-in-law still has some money at home. Maybe I can open a chain store in their town earlier. As long as I have these goods, I will definitely make money."
Seeing the heated discussion below, Li Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, even if no one came to rescue them, they wouldn't just kill me, right
Just then, the distinctive dinging sound of bicycle bells came from outside, and Li Jia heard Ji Yijun and Garcia shouting, "Help! Help!"
Ji Yijun rode his bicycle and rushed to the door of the "Magician's Shop" with Garcia. He threw his bicycle to the ground and stumbled in: "En... Enrique, he's alive, it's okay! He'll be fine after a rest! Hey? What are these people... doing? Why do they look like they're in class?"
At this time, Garcia also ran in: "It's really okay, the adults used alchemical potions to revive Enrique. Not only will Enrique get better, but he will become stronger than a bull! He has the blood of a flying dragon!"
This time, the villagers inside and outside the store were all in an uproar! Everyone was talking about it with red faces, and surrounded Garcia. Li Jia was also very happy. He rushed over and supported Ji Yijun, and asked, "What is the bloodline of the flying dragon?"
"Mr. Morey has been a great help." Ji Yijun briefly introduced the situation over there. "You don't know, Dr. Feng now has the blood of a wyvern. She is so strong that she can lift an electric bike with one hand! Enrique will probably be even stronger after he recovers. This kid was originally an orphan without a father or a mother. This is a blessing in disguise."
Li Jia finally let go of his worries. He slapped Ji Yijun hard and said, "It was all because of you, a bastard. I was almost surrounded and hacked to death by the people here."
"I don't think that looks like it."
"That's because I have a silver tongue!"
"Li Jia, Brother Li, I'm grateful for your kindness. I owe you this time."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. How is Zhang Hong's injury? It shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
Ji Yijun was suddenly stunned. "Zhang Hong? I was wondering why I didn't see him! He didn't come to school!"
"What?" Li Jia screamed, "Two hours ago, I asked Hong Lifeng to send him over."
"They definitely didn't come to the hospital. I was staying there the whole time."
Li Jia broke out in a cold sweat again: "Oh no, is there any trouble again? Where on earth did they go?"