"Whose face do you want to see?"

The Marquis did not hear clearly for a moment.

Douglas pointed to the name of the seventh prince Sean on the bill on the table and said: "His."

The Marquis leaned over and squinted his eyes, then suddenly slammed the table: "I have been the lord of Adverse Wind Harbor for twenty years! Why do you want to see that loser's face?!

Besides having a good father who is the king, what else does Sean have?!"

The singing and dancing stopped abruptly, and the girls in simple clothes gathered together in fear, not daring to make any move when their master got angry.

Douglas, whose status was different, threw a few grapes into his mouth and responded casually: "No matter what, now you have to look at the seventh prince's face."

He was complaining in his heart.

They say that the seventh prince is nothing but a good father. Isn’t it the same with you?

If your ancestors had not made great contributions to the expansion of the Kingdom of Stormwind and were granted the title of Marquis, would you be eligible to inherit the title and become the lord of Headwind Port?

It's really a toad looking for a dung beetle, no one should laugh at anyone!

Douglas was too embarrassed to mention it. In fact, the Marquis's magic talent was not as good as that of the good-for-nothing Seventh Prince.

If he hadn't seen the benefits of this foundation as huge enough, he wouldn't have accepted such an idiot as his student...

The Marquis was not aware of this at all and was still shouting angrily: "If you say that, won't I become a beggar on my knees?!"

As a pure port city, Nifeng Port accounts for the majority of tax revenue from commercial trade, followed by industrial workshops and agriculture at the bottom.

Because there is not much arable land here, the so-called "agriculture" basically depends on the fishery below.

Two major items of income were cut off, and even the last item was deprived of 70%. How could the Marquis not be angry?

Such a small amount of money is not even enough for him to buy a singer for daily consumption!

"God's kingdom is powerful, and you have no property elsewhere. If you want to continue living in Adverse Wind Harbor, you really have to kneel down and beg."

Douglas thought of some of the small nobles who were liquidated by the Seventh Prince, and sneered: "How many people want to beg on their knees, but they haven't had the chance yet!"

"How many military exploits did my ancestors, the third generation of marquises, make for the Kingdom of Stormwind? How much land did they occupy? How many attacks did they repel from the Kingdom of Thunder?"

The Marquis and Yourong spoke nonchalantly, raised their chins and snorted: "When it comes to my generation, even if they have less military exploits, they will not kneel down to a useless thing like the Seventh Prince!"

Douglas had already anticipated the incompetent student's reaction. He raised his eyes and asked, "Then you want to stand and continue to make money?"

"right!"

The Marquis agreed simply.

But recalling those aluminum-armored warriors everywhere on the street, his arrogance suddenly weakened a bit, and he added:

"It's best not to directly conflict with the Kingdom of God. Teacher, do you have any ideas?"

"have."

Douglas picked up the staff at hand and pointed outward, and a bright firelight shot out of the window.

After a while, four servants escorted a veiled woman with a graceful figure and pushed the door in.

"Dear Lord Marquis."

The five people bowed and saluted, and the Marquis' expression changed slightly: "Your accent...is that of the Kingdom of Darkness?"

"That's right."

Douglas introduced the five people in turn. They were the high-level mercenaries whom he finally hired through a lot of connections some time ago!

They are all veterans who are extremely good at concealment, tracking and assassination.

Since the leader of the group was accustomed to disguising herself as a singer when performing missions, their team was nicknamed "Singer", which unexpectedly coincided with the Marquis's preferences.

"I understand, you all have special skills!"

The Marquis first praised him, and then turned to ask: "But the Seventh Prince is under the protection of the Kingdom of God. Can you guarantee the success of the assassination without exposing me?"

"The target is not the seventh prince."

Douglas explained: "To put it bluntly, the Seventh Prince is just an agent of the Kingdom of God in Port Niefong. What we want to do is to assassinate the middle-level figures of the Kingdom of God stationed in Port Niefong and frame the blame on other royal members, such as..."

"three…"

As soon as the Marquis said a word, Douglas signaled him to understand, and then added:

"The royal family has been too quiet for more than a year. They may have regarded us as abandoned children sacrificed to the Kingdom of God, in order to paralyze the top brass of the Kingdom of God and facilitate their subsequent counterattack...ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

If we want to take back your property, we must first create friction between the royal family and the Kingdom of God, so that our situation can be revived!"

"Okay, then I'll leave it all to the teacher!"

The Marquis showed a satisfied look and once again became the shopkeeper.

Seeing that the girls huddled in the corner also wanted to leave with the [Singer] team, he stretched out his hand and waved: "You guys stay!"

Douglas took a deep look at these girls and whispered to the students: "Take care of the aftermath."

The Marquis licked his lips when he heard this: "Teacher, don't worry, I'm good at this..."

…

Earlier, in the shadows outside the mansion.

Wang Hui witnessed the [Diva] team entering through the side door with a thoughtful expression.

The fluctuations of source energy in these five people are very impressive!

To compare with the standards in the clan world, four of them are almost equivalent to three times of body tempering.

The seemingly weak and inexperienced woman at the head has reached the level of four body temperings!

"Tsk, does the old lord who lost his territory want to rebel?"

When formulating the divine right of kingship plan with Nalan Xiao and others, Wang Hui learned information about the Marquis, the former lord of Headwind Port, from Lannon, the wizard subordinate to the Seventh Prince.

He himself has no talent or virtue. At most he can only say some superficial words and act like a nobleman, but he has no real talent or practical ability.

However, his father and grandfather were both men of outstanding merit, and left to the current Marquis not only the property of Headwind Port, but also many powerful assistants.

The most important thing to note here is a wizard named Douglas!

According to Lannon, this person is not only on the same level of strength as the witch Mag, but what is even more troublesome is that he has a very complicated network of contacts. It is rumored that he has a deep relationship with the dark forces in the Kingdom of Darkness.

Wang Hui is not yet sure where these masters who were brought into the mansion came from, but there is a high probability that they are not simply here to serve as bodyguards for the Marquis!

After thinking for a while, he turned and left.

The Kingdom of God has been based in Niefeng Port for a year and a half, and it should have dealt with a lot of various overt and covert incidents. There is no need for Wang Hui to get involved personally.

Let the little guys below practice more!

Not long after, he came to the street where Lilia lived.

From a distance, he saw Maris, a swarthy man guarding the door. He glanced around with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells. The passers-by were so scared that they speeded up and walked away, fearing that the black man would suddenly open his mouth and eat people...

"I'm a little naive, but my sense of responsibility is worthy of praise!"

Wang Hui chuckled and stepped forward. Instead of saying hello to Maris, he turned directly from the side alley and quietly climbed up to the side window on the second floor.
Chapter completed!