Chapter 290 - 34: The Lord (2)
"What do we do? They’re coming to find us? Providing them with so much armor for free, Lord Jones, we’ll be bankrupt!" Dora worried.
"No!" Jones held up a finger, his face expressionless, "Even if we went bankrupt, we couldn’t supply them with so much armor."
He lowered his head and silently picked up a pen, then wrote a letter to Gray.
*How do we deal with the White Bone Holy Light Court?*
*Of course, we turn to Gray. Besides him, probably no one in this world can handle those Mad Liches.*
Jones quickly wrote a letter to Gray, sincerely telling him that he was truly poor, extremely poor, unable to provide the White Bone Holy Light Court with such a massive support of "one million sets of armor."
"Unless you’re prepared to lead the White Bone Holy Light Court to conquer the Blood Clan with me; otherwise, it’s impossible to accomplish this even if I go bankrupt."
"They’re planning to come for a ’face-to-face discussion,’ I think it might be some kind of implicit threat or extortion. Hence, I had to inform you in advance."
Jones especially highlighted these two sentences, then handed the letter to Dora to deliver.
Since leaving Salted Fish Port, Jones had written many letters, but this was the first one to Gray. If possible, he probably would never want to seek help from Gray. It felt like asking his father for help, becoming a barrier in Jones’s heart, marking them both as off-limits.