The Geared Immortal

Chapter 1037 - Myrth: 8

Chapter 1037

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2 days later…

In a secluded alley in the town of Ogden, there is an old building. The two-story building looks abandoned with many weeds and vines growing on its walls.

Outside the building, there are two young men standing dressed like thugs.

Although it looks dilapidated outside, yet inside that building on the second floor, one could tell that it is actually well-maintained.

In a large luxurious well-decorated room, there sit three young men.

One of them has a fairly big build, while the other two have medium bodies. The three of them are wearing expensive-looking robes and hanging on their necks are silver and gold trinkets.

"Hey, I saw something good in the market today…" one of the young men said while leaning forwards and picking a piece of grape-like fruit on the table.

"Something good in the market? That's a new one. The only good thing, you can get in that filthy place are a few women… Hehe…"

"No… I'm serious… Let me show you…" the young man then waves his hand and one of his lackeys walks beside him.

"Get me the thing that I bought today…" he commanded.

"Yes, boss…" the lackey left and soon return with a cooking pot.

When the two beside him saw the cooking pot, they both laughed while jeering.

"What good thing we have here? Hahaha…"

"Are you going to cook something for us, Brother Yom? Hahaha…"

"I think he bought this for his mother! What a filial son you are Brother Yom… Hahaha…"

The two began mocking their friend while pointing at the cooking pot.

The young man named Brother Yom sneers at the two. He did not mind their jeering and just grab the pot of wine on the side. He then pours it into the clay pot.

"Hey, that wine is still hot… don't waste it!" the biggest of the three said while trying to stop his friend.

But it was too late… the lukewarm wine has already been poured.

Brother Yom did not mind the stunned expression of his friend as he suddenly touches the lid. He then chooses the lowest mark on the handle.

The two are baffled and just watch the pot. They did not know what their friend is doing. After a few seconds, one of them could not hold on anymore and patted his friend.

"Hey, what is happening? Why are you staring at the pot? Will a beautiful lady appear in there? Hahaha…" he suddenly jested.

But Brother Yom did not say anything. He just looks at the pot along with the bulky young man beside him.

A minute later…

The eyes of the two young men are wide with disbelief. They could not believe what they are seeing. Even the lackeys they have are all looking at the pot and the boiling wine inside of it. The tempting aroma of the wine has already permeated the entire room.

"This… how… how is this done? There is no fire, no Ki fluctuation… How is this possible?" one of the young men asked with disbelief in his eyes.

"Hehe… I told you, right? This is good… If we can get this kind of unique product, then we can sell this to the nobles… Hehe… This is big money." Brother Yom said with a greedy look in his eyes.

"Where did you buy it? Is this the only product they have?" the bulky guy asked.

"Hmm… Nope, they also have… No… I mean he also has a stove."

"He?"

"Yes, I bought this from a man… I think it is impressive… so… what do you guys think?"

"What do we think? This might be our lucky day. If we can get that person to introduce us to where he bought these things, then we can negotiate… This is huge, I tell you…"

"Hmm… What about we kidnap that merchant and force him to tell us where he bought these things?" the bulky guy said with an evil smile.

"Brother Jong… We would be in trouble if we do that… I heard that one of the gangs near our area was caught by the town patrol. I think they steal something and stabbed a merchant." Brother Yom said with a pondering look.

"How about, this… We talk to the guy and try to sound him out. We can negotiate with that guy instead. That way we could take him under us and we can then monopolize this trade. That would be a more feasible approach, right?" Brother Yom added.

"What if he resists?"

"You two back out from this. I will take care of this myself… If I am successful, then we would be swimming in gold… Hehe…" Brother Yom said with a slightly greedy smile.

While the three are planning what they wanted to do, this same thing is also happening in the nearby merchant's stores and gangs.

Since it is a unique product and has not been seen before, everyone wanted to get their hands on them. This is true, especially for the merchants. After 2 days of seeing the sale of the wares of Xin Jong, they all became envious and also wanted those for themselves.

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Xin Jong's small hut

The two moons in the sky light up the night sky. It made one feel relaxed and the slightly cool breeze of the evening air made the busy people in the morning feeling calm and at peace.

At this time, the father and son duo is currently sitting under the night sky while looking at the stars in the sky.

"Papa… We have earned a lot today… should we buy new clothes tomorrow?" Xin Ja said while lying on his father's lap.

"Haha… Of course… whatever my genius son wanted…" Xin Jong said in a delightful manner.

The success he has had for the past two days are all because of his son.

Before, he could barely sell any wares in the market. Although the money he earned every day before is good, yet it is not enough.

But for the past two days, he has earned enough gold which is equal to his one month's income from before, plus all of his main wares are actually sold out.

So he fell happy to oblige his son's request.

"Are you sure that you are able to go out now?" Xin Jong suddenly asked with a slightly worried expression.

His son is an introvert and would rather be with himself than go out. Well, he knew that this is because of his weak physique, but it has grown into his trait and attitude for 10 years already. So it would not be easy to change.

"I… I have to try. I need to also grow. Plus, I know that Papa is with me, so I am not worried." Xin Ja said with a confident smile at the end.

"That's my son… Don't worry, I will protect you."

The father and son duo talked for a while and soon enters their hut to sleep. Since they are going out to buy some new clothes for tomorrow, the two did not work on the pots.

Outside the small courtyard atop a tree, two people are observing the place.

"This is where that merchant lives, right?"

"Umm… I think this is that place. Should we enter or…"

"The boss did not say anything. We can just check… if we see the pots, then we can just take them with us… Hehehe…"

"You… the boss told us to just scout the area…"

"Oh, shut up… This is our chance to earn something. Those three are misers and did not give us anything. If they wanted to kick us so be it… I'll just work on another gang then."

After saying that, one of them suddenly jumps down the tree followed by the other one while sighing helplessly.

Both men are covering the lower portion of their faces with black cloth.

When they jump inside the small courtyard in one leap, they suddenly noticed that several shadows also leap inside.

Now there are eight people wearing masks while looking at each other in shock.

They did not expect to see other people beside them entering the small courtyard.

Ting!

A dagger could be seen lying on the stone pavement.

The person which should be holding the dagger showed a shocked expression on his face.

Everyone looks at each other and did not move.

When they felt that nothing happened, it seems that everyone heaves a sigh of relief.

"Who are you guys!" one of the masked men asked in a hushed tone.

"Who are we? Who are you, people?"

"No, you guys can't be here! Our gang is the first to see this merchant, so buzz off."

"Oh, shut up!"

The group suddenly began to argue in a hushed tone while their stares are throwing daggers at each other.

No one wanted to back out and no one wanted to give in. They all wanted this piece of pie for themselves.

Suddenly, one of them felt that something seem to be wrong as he found himself losing his senses. It was like he did not know where he is looking and his sense of direction is really fuzzy.

At this time, some of them are already kneeling on the ground while fumbling helplessly.