He's in the west, he's a cowboy

Dawson looked at the group of people not far away. He was also quite nervous. He had been arranged by his uncle to stay in Annesburg and rarely had the opportunity to meet other nobles with high status alone.

This is why he attaches so much importance to this meeting and even comes to greet it in person. Since the fire in Annesburg, his uncle's expectations of him have been further reduced. This is the first step for him to prove himself.

Trelawney, who was walking at the front, naturally saw Dawson. He waved his hand. Kieran, who was acting as the groom, slowly slowed down. He gently pinched the horse's belly and faced the oncoming horse with a surprised look on his face. Dawson asked.

"Mr. Dawson, why are you here? I really didn't expect that you..." His exaggerated performance greatly benefited Dawson.

He chuckled and thought he was elegant and said: "As a host, I must give due welcome to the guests who come to visit. This is what I should do."

"Oh, this is really surprising. Please wait a moment. I have to inform our young master." Trelawney said apologetically: "It's so unbelievable to have a gentleman like you greet me here." I'm sorry, my God..."

"Don't worry too much." Dawson said with a proud smile. In this way, his favorability in the eyes of Mr. Davis must be particularly high.

Trelawney hurriedly turned around, leaned against the window of the carriage and whispered to John in the carriage: "When you come out later, be more enthusiastic, but not too enthusiastic. As for the degree, you can decide it yourself."

John nodded. He was no longer nervous. In Zhou Zheng's words, it was useless to be nervous when he was already on the execution ground anyway.

He waited for a minute while Marybeth beside him tidied up his appearance. After making sure there was nothing wrong, he slowly walked out of the carriage.

Dawson stared at the carriage and saw a burly middle-aged man slowly getting out of the carriage step by step. He did not come immediately, but turned back and stretched out his hand. A beautiful and extraordinary woman also held his hand. The men walked down.

Naturally, Dawson didn't want to sit upright on the horse, so he also dismounted and took two steps forward: "Hello, respected Mr. Davis."

Marybeth held John's arm, and the two of them walked towards Dawson. John forced a stiff smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Dawson, I look... very scared to welcome you from afar. .”

"This is my wife, Mary. This is Mr. Dawson I'm telling you." John introduced the two of them, and Dawson greeted them very gentlemanly.

Both of them showed happiness on their faces. Dawson's face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, but John had a stern face, a bit of a smiley face.

He pointed to the scar on his face and said, "Oh...I'm really...very happy, but my injury makes me a little...this is really rude."

Dawson said nonchalantly: "These scars are the best medal for a warrior. I think there will definitely be a thrilling story later."

Trelawney immediately took over: "Of course, but I don't think you two want to just chat here, otherwise we..."

Dawson patted his forehead and said angrily: "It's my fault. This place is not far from Annesburg. We can go directly there. Of course, if you are a little tired, we can also take a rest here. I have We have arranged accommodation for a few of you.”

John looked at the environment here, with a trace of disgust on his face. Of course, Dawson certainly didn't know that this disgust was directed at him.

He apologized to Dawson, then turned to Javier behind him and said seriously: "Go and see if the ship is coming."

Javier gave a straight military salute: "Yes, sir." Then he jogged towards the port.

"An old subordinate." John said with a smile.

"It can be seen that he should be a brave warrior like you." Dawson ran away without leaving a trace and flattered him.

John didn't know what to say. He wasn't nervous if he wasn't nervous, but there was no way he could become a talker.

Fortunately, there were Trelawny and Hosea who joined later. Under their wonderful words, Dawson was stunned for a while. Coupled with John's burly and powerful figure, he looked like a soldier. Pai's men, Dawson and his party have completely believed that these people are the great nobles from the eastern civilized world.

A few people pretended to be chatting and walked slowly towards Van Horn. After a while, Javier hurriedly came to John with a frightened Sean.

"Report, sir, Sean is back, but... he and Lenny are the only ones... the transport ship... seems to have something going on..." Javier pretended to be nervous and reported to John stumblingly. road.

John's face instantly darkened, which made Dawson feel that the air around him dropped a few degrees. He thought to himself that he was indeed a man from the army, and his aura was different.

"Tell me what's going on." John asked word for word with a cold face.

Sean said tremblingly: "The ship...the ship broke down and broke down. The engineer is inspecting it, so I took a small boat to report the news..."

John looked at Sean with his hands on his hips and said nothing. There was a strange silence around him for a while.

"If this were in the army, I would have shot you." As soon as John said this, Sean was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "I...I will ask them to repair it quickly. Please spare me." ...I......"

"I hope I can see the goods as promised before I visit Mr. Dawson and go to Wallaceburg, otherwise..."

Sean said quickly: "Don't worry, young master, I will rush them now." After saying that, he picked up his legs and ran towards the port.

"I made you laugh." John said calmly to Dawson.

Dawson was also a little frightened by John's appearance, which reminded him of his uncle. In his impression, his uncle also scolded his subordinates who were not doing things well in the same way. He waved hastily and said: "It's okay, it's okay."

The butler on the side reminded Dawson in a low voice: "Master, should we go back to Annesburg first? There are so many people here talking..."

Only then did Dawson react, feeling silently annoyed at his repeated rudeness: "Mr. Davis, should we go back to Annesburg first..."

"Okay, I see you came here on horseback, how about we ride back together." John suggested calmly, he felt a little uncomfortable sitting in that carriage.

He gradually discovered that dealing with these people was no more than that. These people would be afraid and intimidated by his aura, just like those little gangsters.

They are also human beings, it's just that they are usually shrouded in a halo, making them unclear.

"Of course, it's my honor." After hearing John's suggestion, Dawson hurriedly agreed.