Female Novel
Chapter 3074
“Excuse me, miss. My employer wishes to invite you to join us on our voyage,” a cultivator who lookedlike a servant came over and said to Quinley out of the blue..
“Your employer?”
Quinley was slightly startled. “Yes. Mr. Zupakie would like to invite you to sail the Night Sea together,”the servant elaborated, pointing to someone a stone’s throw away.
Quinley glanced in the direction he was pointing, only to see a man dressed in a white shirt waving ather with a smile, looking very much gentlemanly.
She was just about to decline when she noticed Jared throwing her a look. Promptly grasping hisintention, she replied smilingly, “After you, then.”
The servant nodded and led her over while Jared and Cloud followed a short distance away. At thesight of Quinley approaching, the man immediately straightened his clothes. All smiles, he then started,“I hope you don’t mind that I took the liberty to invite you to join me, miss. I’m Zordey Zupakie. You cancall me Zordey. And you are?”
“I’m Quinley Tall,” Quinley replied honestly.
“Quinley… What an elegant name! I wonder who you came with to the Night Sea. Also, can we voyagetogether?” Zordey asked.
“I came with my two brothers. I would’ve liked to voyage with you, but we didn’t manage to buy tickets,so I won’t be able to join you, Mr. Zupakie.”
Quinley wore a helpless expression. Seeing the look on her face, Zordey instantly countered with achuckle, “What’s the big deal about having no tickets? Just wait a moment, and I’ll get you a few.”
After saying that, he threw his servant a look. The servant then strode toward the crowd queuing toboard the ship, two bodyguards in tow.
He first scanned his gaze over the crowd before yanking out a cultivator who appeared petite and weakamong them.
“Hand over your ticket, kid. Mr. Zupakie wants it!” he demanded arrogantly, Although the tickets bore noname and could be snatched away, doing so publicly at the dock was too blatant. It was evident thatthe Zupakie family must have a certain level of influence.
Otherwise, Zordey would not have dared do so.
“What are the lot of you doing? Are you simply snatching my ticket away openly in front of so manypeople?” the cultivator squeaked with terror in his eyes.
“Who said I’m snatching it away? I’m buying it from you.”
As the servant said that, he took out some spirit coins and tossed them onto the ground. Then, he liftedthe cultivator up and had the bodyguards search the man for his ticket.
Seeing that, the cultivator did not dare argue further. With inferior capabilities and no family to back himup, a wandering cultivator like him was destined to be picked on.
Having succeeded, the servant grew even more arrogant. He again swept his gaze through thequeuing crowd.
Many cultivators hung their heads low, reluctant to invite trouble at such a time. Just then, an elderlyman in a black robe who emanated a foul smell entered the servant’s line of sight.
Upon noticing him, the servant marched right up to him. After all, snatching tickets was best done bytargeting the weak. He felt that the elderly man was easy prey.
“Take out your ticket, old man!” he said to the elderly man. “Why should I give it to you?” The elderlyman yawned as he eyed the servant.
A foul stench hit the servant right in the face, making him promptly clap a hand over his nose. With hisface contorted into a mask of fury, he snarled, “D*mn it! How smelly! Hand your ticket over, and I shallspare you!”
No sooner had he finished speaking than the elderly man’s black hands suddenly shot out at him likelightning. His expression changed at once. Before he could react, he was already struck.
Smack! Following a crisp slap, the servant’s head exploded, and he was as dead as a doornail. At thatscene, shock inundated everyone present.novelbin
No one could have imagined that a blow from an inconspicuous and smelly elderly man had suchpower.