Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1707: Really Called Over!

Chapter 1707: Chapter 1707: Really Called Over!

"Yes!"

Piers nodded and glanced at the King of the Holy Prison, "What, you think I can’t afford it?"

The King of the Holy Prison said indifferently, "You really can’t afford it. Don’t say you can’t afford it, even your entire Patek Philippe Group can’t afford it."

"Pfft..."

Piers suddenly burst out laughing, "Kid, are you joking?

Our Patek Philippe Group has a market value of hundreds of billions of US dollars, and we’re the world’s number one watch brand!

You’re saying we can’t afford your shabby little storefront?"

Treine also scoffed, "Boss, is this guy’s brain squeezed by a door?

He even says you can’t afford his store, and dares to say that the entire Patek Philippe Group can’t afford it!

I think this kid is a lunatic, actually treating his broken store like a treasure!"

"This kid’s tone is really huge, daring to say such things!"

"Patek Philippe Group is a hundred-year-old enterprise, with strong assets and a lofty status. Not to mention buying one of these stores, even buying a thousand or ten thousand is no problem!"

"This kid saying such things, he probably wants to offend the chairman of the Patek Philippe Group!"

The onlookers all murmured, looking at the King of the Holy Prison as if looking at a fool.

The King of the Holy Prison looked at Piers coldly, "Now I can give you a chance!

Get out of here with your people immediately, and I might let this slide!"

Piers shouted angrily, "Kid, you dare tell me to scram, what are you?

I said I’d buy your store and that was already giving you face!

If you dare say one more word, then you won’t get a penny!"

"Oh?"

The King of the Holy Prison narrowed his eyes, "You mean you want to rob my store?"

"What if I do?"

Piers blew smoke towards the King of the Holy Prison, his eyes arrogantly said, "Stores like yours are like ants in front of our Patek Philippe Group!

We can crush them or pinch them whenever we want, what can you do about us?"

"Damn it!"

Bardon Bard rolled up his sleeves, "This guy is too arrogant, I need to beat him up!"

Lionel Yeager raised his hand, "Bardon Bard, it’s not worth it for such a petty person, let the King of the Holy Prison handle it."

"Okay then."

Bardon Bard nodded.

Hearing Piers’s words,

The King of the Holy Prison’s eyes grew colder, "I’ve already given you a chance, and since you don’t know how to cherish it, you can’t blame me.

Let’s have your chairman, and the commander from the Clock Country talk to you instead."

"Hahaha..."

Piers burst into laughter, "Kid, are you dreaming? You think you can summon our chairman and Mr. Leader?

Kid, go ahead, make a phone call right in front of us!

If you really can bring our Patek Philippe Group’s chairman and Mr. Leader here, I’d even kneel down for you!"

Treine also pointed at the King of the Holy Prison, "If you can’t bring them, we’ll make sure you regret it!"

The onlookers also sighed and shook their heads, feeling that the King of the Holy Prison was definitely done for.

The King of the Holy Prison didn’t say much more but took out his mobile phone and made two calls.

After making the calls.

The King of the Holy Prison said, "Wait, Ted Ridg and Nero are already on their way here."

Piers pointed at the King of the Holy Prison with the cigar in his hand and said, "Kid, I’ll be waiting right here!

If our Chairman and Mr. Nero don’t come, I’ll send you to the hospital!"

The King of the Holy Prison didn’t say much, but lit up a cigarette.

They waited for about twenty-plus minutes.

A line of cars sped towards them from a distant place.

"Someone is coming!"

"What a grand entrance, could it really be the Chairman of Patek Philippe?!"

"Isn’t that customized Maybach precisely Chairman Ted Ridg’s car?!"

"Oh my god, did this kid actually summon Mr. Ted Ridg here?!"

The people on the street all exclaimed in surprise.

Piers suddenly turned baffled, seemingly unable to believe the scene before his eyes.

He knew all too well about the Chairman’s car.

Could this kid really know their Chairman?

Treine then said, "Mr. Piers, Mr. Ted Ridg must have come here for an inspection, it’s definitely not this kid who called him!"

Piers nodded, also feeling that must be the case.

Soon, the fleet stopped at the side of the street in the distance.

The car door opened.

A white old man in a grey tailored suit, wearing sophisticated reading glasses, and holding a cane, hurried over surrounded by bodyguards.

This white old man was indeed the current Chairman of the Patek Philippe Group, Ted Ridg.

"Chairman, why have you come?"

"Mr. Ted Ridg, are you here for an inspection?"

Piers and Treine quickly went up to greet him.

However, Ted Ridg directly bypassed Piers and Treine and walked towards the King of the Holy Prison.

After approaching.

Ted Ridg bowed deeply to the King of the Holy Prison and respectfully said, "Your Highness the King of the Holy Prison!"

Hearing the title and seeing Ted Ridg’s respectful manner.

Both Piers and Treine were stunned, as if turned to stone.

"Oh my god, Mr. Ted Ridg is actually bowing to this kid, and using an honorific?!"

"My God, who exactly is this young man, he really knows Mr. Ted Ridg?!"

"Isn’t this kid just a rundown clock shop owner, how could he have such power?!"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, their minds unable to comprehend.

At this time, the War Sky Wolf King grinned and said, "Old fella, it’s been a while, huh? That watch you custom-made for me last year still works great!"

Reginald Weston also smiled and greeted, "Mr. Ted Ridg, long time no see, how have you been?"

The King of the Burial Sea grinned and said, "Ted Ridg, help me customize a ladies’ watch, the quicker the better."

The King of Destruction teased, "Fifth Brother, what do you need a ladies’ watch for, planning to give it to Yoga Duola?"

"Exactly, after all, next month is Yoga Duola’s birthday."

The King of the Burial Sea nodded, his face full of expectation.

The King of Destruction nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad, you’ve made progress."