Chapter 295: CCXCV. Thousand-Armed Shura
"The rain keeps falling, oh my heart is so scared, even the person you love most was taken by me NTR."
Ben’s mood was extremely good as he hummed a little tune he had picked up from who knows where, sung in clear and proper Mandarin Chinese with a pleasing rhyme.
In fact, Ben had no idea what the lyrics meant.
He didn’t understand NTR, but he knew how important the stuff in his head was.
Slap!
A towel whacked him on the head.
"Pay more attention when you work."
Old Wei rebuked him—the Black Sail Inn was too crowded today. Although there was an office at the docks, many incoming gold seekers still preferred to register at the inn for thoroughness.
The significant meaning behind Doringger’s strategic fee of one Golden Dragon was not only to attract strong individuals but also a gambit within a gambit—a strategy to pit one against another.
Compared to Liszt, Doringger was more wary of external forces.
By that time, if the gold seekers were all by Liszt’s side, and considering Liszt’s rule over the East Sea wasn’t as strong as his own,