Chapter 259: CCLIX. Guessing Objects Behind the Partition
The atmosphere of the entire venue dropped to freezing point, the musician’s hands turning somewhat stiff as he played. Only the crackling of the vigorously burning firewood in the fireplace could be heard, flames reflecting in the eyes of the desperados present.
Liszt happened to be dressed the same as Doringger, and their gazes locked in confrontation.
Doringger and three other big shots had already transformed into merchants, and he was now undoubtedly the most rampant in the East Sea.
But a mad desperado is not fearsome on his own, the key point is...
This was the ringleader of the most vicious thugs in the lawless zone, and Liszt had long been considered an infamous character.
And he had thought of this situation well in advance.
Doringger really had a seamless defense, letting him have the last word whether it was good or bad. If Liszt hadn’t followed that pretty finance girl into the room, he would have been the only one in the room opposing him, and his ending would have been very grim.
Qi Li and Wen Kui were both swayed by Doringger’s words. They didn’t carry the same burdens, so if Doringger was willing to offer them a lucrative deal, covering their Pirate Gang’s entire cost of living, why bother mixing with the unstable Liszt? Doringger was surely more reliable.
Seeing that Qi Li was already considering backing off, inadvertently distancing himself a few steps from Black Sail and his crew.
While Wen Kui was obviously a bandwagoner, having been invited by Qi Li, who definitely had more brains than himself, and following him would surely be the right choice.
Fen also couldn’t hold back, scanning the surroundings warily, awaiting Liszt’s response. Now, if he entered the room, it would be a complete disaster. Once the word got out that Liszt had been taken in by Doringger, all his "momentum" would be lost. He was ready with the Senluo Death Technique Eighth Rank, prepared to kill everyone in the room. Although Liszt had a powerful move, it wasn’t something he could release whenever he wished; he had to wait for people to come.