Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1706: You Think You Can Buy My Store?

Chapter 1706: Chapter 1706: You Think You Can Buy My Store?

Lionel Yeager replied, "I naturally plan to attend the Dark Assembly, as I’m currently in Neva City."

"Is that so?"

The King of Berserk suddenly became excited, "Shall we meet tomorrow and have a drink?"

"I was thinking the same."

Lionel Yeager said with a smile, then added, "By the way, Brother King of Berserk, I wish to meet your Alliance Leader.

I mentioned before that I wanted to discuss forming an alliance with your leader."

The King of Berserk replied, "Alright, I will inform our Alliance Leader about this matter. As for whether our leader is willing to meet you, that’s not for me to decide."

"Thank you very much!"

Lionel Yeager expressed his gratitude.

The King of Berserk suddenly remembered something and said, "Right, Brother Yeager, there’s something I must warn you about.

During the Dark Assembly, the Pope of Holy Light, the Heavenly God Emperor, and the Hell Demon Emperor will definitely make trouble for you and try their best to kill you. You must be careful."

Lionel Yeager replied, "Thank you for the warning, but they will need the strength to kill me!"

The King of Berserk sternly said, "Either way, you still need to be careful!

If our Alliance Leader agrees to help you, and other Divine List Experts also wish to help, you will be much safer!"

Lionel Yeager gave an acknowledging "hmm."

After chatting for a while, Lionel Yeager hung up the phone.

He looked up toward the night sky outside the window and murmured, "Empress of Destiny, I am looking forward to meeting you..."

The next morning.

After breakfast.

Everyone got into the car and left the manor to go and explore Neva City.

After all, the Dark Assembly wasn’t scheduled until tomorrow night.

They still had a day of leisure time.

Bardon Bard looked at the King of the Holy Prison and said with a smile, "Why don’t you take us to your watch shop, Watch Repairman, my brother?"

"No problem."

The King of the Holy Prison nodded in agreement.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at Balse Street.

After everyone got out of the car, they walked onto the street.

The street was very wide, lined with countless storefronts.

There were also many luxurious, large-scale watch shops here.

The King of the Holy Prison introduced, "Balse Street is one of the most bustling streets in Neva City, offering all kinds of food, drink, entertainment, and leisure."

Lionel Yeager curiously asked, "Where is your watch shop then?"

The King of the Holy Prison replied, "It’s at the end of this street."

"Oh..."

Lionel Yeager nodded.

Everyone quickened their pace towards the end of the street.

As they were nearly at the end of the street.

The King of the Holy Prison excitedly introduced, "Brother Yeager, the name of my watch shop is ’Moment’.

It has been passed down from my grandfather to my father, and then to me, having been around for one hundred years. It truly qualifies as a century-old shop..."

Just as the King of the Holy Prison was making the introduction.

Bardon Bard asked confusedly, "Eh... Watch Repairman, my brother, is that watch shop with the ’Under Construction’ sign, the bulldozer, crane, and lifting crane, yours?"

Lionel Yeager also asked curiously, "Are you demolishing or renovating this watch shop?"

"Strange, Third Brother, didn’t you say you weren’t planning to renovate your watch shop?"

Reginald Weston also curiously inquired.

"Demolition? Renovation?"

The King of the Holy Prison was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look.

Indeed, at the end of the street, an old watch shop’s entrance was crowded with people, including workers and onlookers.

Moreover, vehicles used for demolition were parked at the entrance.

"FUCK!"

The King of the Holy Prison cursed angrily, "What the hell is going on!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly rushed over.

Lionel Yeager and others also felt that something was amiss and followed.

After pushing through the crowd.

The King of the Holy Prison shouted furiously, "Everyone fucking stop!"

At that instant.

All eyes at the scene turned towards him.

A middle-aged, slightly overweight white man wearing a safety helmet approached.

He frowned and asked, "Who are you, and why are you interfering with the construction?"

"Who am I?"

The King of the Holy Prison took a deep breath and exclaimed, "I was about to ask who you are!"

The white, chubby man replied unhappily, "I am the leader of this construction team, Treine. And who might you be?"

The King of the Holy Prison declared, "I am the owner of this watch store!

Without my permission, how dare you demolish my store!"

Treine responded gravely, "Regarding this matter, I am not quite sure either.

We are just following the boss’s orders."

The King of the Holy Prison asked coldly, "Who is your boss?"

Treine haughtily exclaimed, "Well, you better listen carefully!

Our boss is none other than the President of the Patek Philippe Group’s Neva City branch, Piers!"

"Who is Piers?"

The King of the Holy Prison furrowed his eyebrows and demanded, "Quickly call your boss over!"

Treine scoffed, "You, a mere watch store owner, think you have the right to meet our boss? What are you?"

The King of the Holy Prison’s gaze hardened as he warned, "I advise you to call this guy named Piers and tell him to roll over here fast!

If he doesn’t come, he won’t only lose his job, but he might also lose his life!

You’d better do as I say; otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!"

Seeing the icy stare of the King of the Holy Prison, Treine shivered all over, swallowing the words he was about to say.

He snorted coldly and then went aside to make a phone call.

The War Sky Wolf King chuckled, "This is the first time I’ve seen a watch repairman so angry.

This guy named Treine, along with that guy named Piers, is in big trouble."

Bardon Bard also laughed cheerfully, "Didn’t expect that just a stroll down the street would offer such entertainment!"

They waited for just twenty minutes.

A few luxury cars approached from a distance.

The cars soon stopped nearby.

A middle-aged white man dressed in a light coffee-colored suit, smoking a cigar and surrounded by bodyguards, came over.

The white man bellowed, "Who’s the fucker threatening to take my job and life?"

"Boss, it’s this guy!

This guy claims to be the owner of the watch store!"

Treine pointed at the King of the Holy Prison.

Indeed, this white man was none other than Piers, the President of the Patek Philippe Group’s Neva City branch.

Piers walked over briskly, sizing up the King of the Holy Prison, "You are the owner of this store?"

"Precisely!"

The King of the Holy Prison replied.

Piers exhaled smoke, his gaze haughty, "Name your price. I’ll buy this store!"

The King of the Holy Prison chuckled lightly, "You think you can buy my store?"

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