Lord: I have a skill talent tree

After Saberi left, Sofia said slightly worriedly: "The price is too cheap, will there be any problems?"

Ethan doesn’t think that low prices necessarily mean there are quality issues.

As far as he knows, as long as any technology is not monopolized, the price can be easily lowered.

Just like in the past life, as long as foreign countries open source a certain technology, the country may be far ahead the next day, and the price will be reduced to cabbage prices.

Although it sounds ridiculous, it really brings down the price.

But I really haven’t heard of the Witches Club, and I don’t know what their reputation is.

If you spend money but have no effect, waste time, and have to find someone to build it again, then the gain outweighs the loss.

There is no point in just worrying. Since you don’t understand this industry, don’t worry about it blindly. Let the professionals handle everything.

This is also the basic principle of doing things.

As for whether Saberi had embezzled money from him, neither Ethan nor Sophia had ever considered it.

This is how rich people think. They don't care if anyone benefits from it. Even if they know, they will pretend they don't know.

They only care about one thing, and that is that things must be done well.

However, considering that he had to buy materials to build the barrier, and he didn’t know the exact cost, Ethan was worried that he didn’t have enough money, so he asked Sophia for money again.

Of course, he didn't want to borrow, but business.

"Sofia, I will give you ten more sets of [Windbreaker]. How about thirty thousand gold this time?"

"Twenty thousand!" Sofia replied without hesitation.

"Don't be like this!" Ethan sighed: "I'm short of money now, who knows how much that ghost barrier costs?

Moreover, I have heard about it.

In order to repair the relationship with the Casillas family, you resold 5 sets of [Windbreaker] that I gave you cheaply to them.

5 sets, you changed hands and received 32,000 gold.

I’ll charge you 30,000 gold for 10 sets, isn’t it excessive? "

Sophia's eyes suddenly opened wide: "Are you spying on me?"

"I'm not spying on you!" Ethan spread his hands: "The Tryon family came to me and said they hope I can be a middleman and let you transfer a few sets to them. The price can be higher than that of the Casillas family. Give out 10%.

It was only after they told me that I found out about it.

Although I know you still have the cost of package installation, personnel, venue costs, and the loss of various materials, but are you being too cruel?

You see, I speak mostly with your interests in mind, so you should also think more of mine. "

Sofia had nothing to say, she smiled coquettishly, took out the payment note issued by Iris Club, signed the amount directly and handed it to Ethan.

Ethan collected the money and went home happily.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of their manor, they saw Embiid and others confronting a man on full alert.

That's a young man.

He has a slender figure, wears tight-fitting leather armor, and has silver hair standing high on end.

Ethan took a look and realized that this was the mercenary king from before.

What's it called... Lan...

Ethan couldn't remember this person's name for a moment.

I just saw that his eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks were thin, his face was haggard, and there were blood stains on his left shoulder. He seemed to be injured. He couldn't even hold the dark red spear and threw it casually on the ground.

At this time, he was kneeling on the ground facing the door of the manor, no longer as high-spirited as before.

What happened?

When Embiid saw Ethan coming back, he quickly stepped forward to report: "Master, I don't know where this person came from. He has been kneeling at the door since noon. He didn't say a word and even drove him away!"

When Ethan saw that the opponent was injured, he originally thought it was Embiid and others who injured him, but now it seems that it is not the case.

"knew!"

With that said, Ethan got off the carriage and walked slowly to the mercenary king.

"I remember, your name is Lan..." Ethan really couldn't remember the name, so he could only start and let the other person say it.

"Lanchester." The young man replied decadently.

"Oh! Okay." Ethan pursed his lips: "So, Mr. Lanchester, what are you going to do when you come to my house?"

When Lanchester heard this, he gathered some strength and knelt at Ethan's feet.

"Your Majesty the Great Sword Master, please teach me to become stronger!"

Ethan immediately couldn’t laugh or cry.

There must be something wrong with this man's mind.

"Did you do something wrong? I remember you wanted to kill me back then!

How can you suddenly ask your enemies to teach you? "

When Lanchester heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he lay on the ground without saying a word.

Ethan didn't want to humiliate Lanchester, nor did he want to do anything to the other party, but he was helpless when he saw that the other party didn't speak.

"Okay! Go where you want, don't get in the way of my door."

After saying that, Ethan turned around and left.

Lanchester was still lying on the ground, silent.

"Go to the Adventure Guild and check, what happened to him?" Ethan ordered Embiid beside him as he walked.

"Yes, Master!" Embiid responded first, and then asked: "Master, what should I do with him now? It's not a problem if he keeps kneeling at the door!"

Ethan did not answer what to do, but asked: "Is there anything irregular about him?"

"No! Since he came here, he was just kneeling on the side of the door, and it did not affect the passage!" At this point, Embiid suddenly understood what Ethan meant.

Then he said: "Master, I know what to do."

Ethan nodded and walked toward home minding his own business.

…

At this time, in a high-end brothel called Tata Club in Maro City.

Saberi and Browning were drinking and chatting happily in a private room, each holding two beauties on their left and right.

After Saberi drank the wine that a beauty handed to his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah... It's been a long time since I had such a good life."

Browning nodded and said: "I almost forgot what it feels like to have a woman. Thank God for the gift."

"You don't have to thank God!" Saberi shook his finger drunkenly: "You have to thank..."

Perhaps he felt that it was inappropriate to mention the name of the Great Sword Saint here, so Saberi finally didn't say it, and turned to say:

"By the way! How is the matter going?

I warn you, don't make any mistakes.

Otherwise, let alone a good life, you may even be hanged."

Browning smiled: "Don't worry! This is not the first time for us Do this.

All the previous customers were very satisfied with us, you also know this, what is there to worry about?

Moreover, this time, in order to satisfy that person, I added a request privately.

I told Ms. Meilin that the person insisted that Mr. [Traveler] should do it himself.

Mr. [Traveler] is our trump card among trump cards, and only our internal staff know this.

If I tell Ms. Meilin this, she will understand that the person is not easy to fool.

Naturally, I will do my best to get things done!

So, please rest assured!

Since we have received the money, we will definitely get things done! "

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