Chapter 1632: Beating Him Makes Me Feel Better
Carson Flores and the frail nobleman’s eyes met in the air.
Carson smiled and nodded, which counted as a greeting.
Although this young master had a grand entourage and was clearly from an influential background, he didn’t use his power to pressure others. Instead, he had his maidens negotiate kindly, offering double the compensation, so Carson didn’t have a negative impression of him.
Carson was originally planning to agree to switch rooms to avoid unnecessary trouble, but the other party inexplicably gave up.
The frail nobleman suddenly walked over, glanced at June Weiss and Mona Briggs, and said with a smile, "Seeing that you’re accompanied by lovely ladies, you must be a fellow cultivator. Why not sit down and have a cup of tea together?"
A fellow cultivator?
Carson felt a bit bewildered, wondering what kind of person he was being mistaken for.
"They are my maidens, not nearly as impressive as Young Master’s entourage, which is truly enviable..."
The frail nobleman chuckled, "They’re also my personal maidens. I’m in poor health, and my family worries about me. They’re here to take care of me. Though there are many of them, each has their unique ability to handle different situations."
"By the way, my name is Evan Foster, how should I address you?"
"Carson Flores."
The frail nobleman laughed, "From your accent, you don’t seem to be from around here."