"Okay, Little Amy remembers. When Little Amy grows up, I'll defeat this bad guy myself!" Amy nodded earnestly at Yulian.
Arrogance?
No, it's confidence.
The master and apprentice shared the same unwavering confidence.
The demons and giant dragons looked at Amy, and a strange premonition suddenly arose in their hearts. This half-elf little girl, who looked only three or four years old, might become a dazzling new star in the near future.
A person who can be chosen as an apprentice by both Yulian and Crassus, a genius who can make the two of them compromise, can definitely not be mediocre.
Fu Ke Si gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, afraid to look at Amy and Yulian, lest he lose control of his emotions.
Years ago, when he first met Yulian, Yulian's powerful ice magic left a shadow in his heart. As his strength continued to increase, he thought that the gap between them was not that big anymore. It wasn't until he was slapped to the ground that he woke up. Your grandpa is still your grandpa. Yulian's title of number one ice magic is not self-proclaimed, but universally acknowledged.
"Yulian and Crassus will die, and by then, this little one will definitely not be strong enough to threaten me…" Fu Ke Si lowered his head, a ruthless glint in his eyes, "At that time, I will make sure that father and daughter suffer a terrible death!"
"Yulian, would you like to join us for this meeting?" Michael handed the longbow to the coachman beside him, jumped down from the carriage, and smiled at Yulian.
"Do you think I'm a demon or a giant dragon?" Yulian asked Michael.
"You're as humorous as ever. Alright, I'll invite you for a drink again next time." Michael said with a smile.
"If you're treating, I'll come." Yulian said expressionlessly, then turned and walked towards the magic potion shop.
The chill that had been hanging over the restaurant entrance vanished in an instant, and all the giant dragons and demons secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They had seen many level 10 powerhouses before, but this was the first time they had felt such oppressive tension.
"Boss Mai, I'm sorry to have startled you all. The people from the City Lord's Mansion didn't come to take over the duties beforehand, which caused this conflict." Michael said apologetically to Mai Ge.
"It's alright, I just hope that next time the City Lord books the entire venue, you can screen the guests first. There are some guests that our restaurant will not accept." Mai Ge nodded slightly, not showing too much anger, but also not deliberately being nonchalant.
With such an incident that broke out in the slums this morning, the City Lord's Mansion must need a lot of manpower, and Michael is probably extremely busy. Therefore, he can understand why the City Lord's Mansion did not send someone to take over earlier.
"Yes, this kind of thing will not happen again." Michael nodded, then turned to look at Fu Ke Si, who had gotten up from the ground and pulled out the ice spike stuck in his hand. His expression darkened slightly as he said, "Fu Ke Si, you are here to negotiate on behalf of the Dragon race, so I will not expel you. But I warn you, in Chaos City you must abide by the rules of Chaos City. The safety of the residents of Chaos City is above all else. If such a thing happens again, the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple will absolutely not tolerate it."
Fu Ke Si's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but seeing Michael's stern face, he finally lowered his head and said in a suppressed voice, "I understand."
"If your injuries are serious, you don't need to attend today's meeting." Michael said, his expression softening slightly as he glanced at Fu Ke Si's still-bleeding hand.
"No need, I can attend this meeting." Fu Ke Si shook his head, gently touching the wound on his right hand with his left hand. His right hand, with a large, gaping hole, was immediately covered in ice, as if he was wearing a pair of ice crystal gloves, and the bleeding stopped instantly.
However, everyone present knew that Fu Ke Si's injury was definitely not just a bloody hole in his hand. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to use ice to temporarily stop the bleeding instead of relying on the dragon's powerful regenerative ability to repair the wound.
"Boss Mai, may we go in now?" Michael glanced at Fu Ke Si's hand, then looked at Mai Ge with a smile and asked.
"Please come in." Mai Ge took Amy's hand, opened the restaurant door, and nodded with a smile.
Although he had no good impression of Fu Ke Si, but as a restaurant owner who had agreed to the City Lord's request to book the entire restaurant, it was clearly inappropriate for him to cause trouble during the talks between the two parties. Mai Ge had that much sense.
Several carriages bearing the insignia of the City Lord's Mansion drove up from not far away, and several civil officials carrying stacks of documents walked briskly toward the entrance of the restaurant.
"The restaurant isn't large, but it's quite exquisite. I'm curious why City Lord Michael chose this place for the meeting." Dracula said, walking into the restaurant first.
"Welcome." Yabemia smiled. After hearing Jinx's words earlier, her mood had improved again. It turned out there were still giant dragons who didn't despise half-races. She wished her father was a giant golden dragon.
Sally nodded slightly. Although she disliked bloodthirsty vampires, but this man, who had just been about to help Mai Ge and Amy, had behaved quite politely, leaving her with a good impression.
"Hello, beautiful ladies. I finally understand why City Lord Michael chose this place for the meeting. Besides the exquisite restaurant, the most important thing is the elegant and beautiful waitresses." Dracula's eyes lit up as he looked at the two women, and he smiled and gave a slight bow.
Once everyone had entered the restaurant, Michael looked at Mai Ge with some gratitude and said, "Boss Mai, thank you for what you did this morning in the miners' families' quarter. You saved many people living in misery and removed a shadow from this city."
"I just happened to see it. Clearing the city's shadow still depends on the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple. But I hope that the City Lord can give the people living under the shadow a chance to breathe, and let them know that the shadow is not an impenetrable wall. They only need to reach out, and someone outside the shadow can grab their hand and pull them out." Mai Ge said to Michael earnestly.
"What are your thoughts on this, Boss Mai?" Michael asked Mai Ge with a serious expression. The few words that Brandley had brought back for him earlier from Mai Ge had greatly surprised him. Someone who could say such things was not just a chef who could cook.
Mai Ge hesitated for a moment before replying, "I wouldn't call it insightful, just a humble opinion. I think the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple could perhaps jointly establish a petitioning body for all residents of Chaos City. If they suffer unfair treatment or face unbearable threats, they would have a place to turn for help, instead of helplessly waiting for death and resignation. Of course, this is on the premise that the Gray Temple and the City Lord's Mansion can function independently and mutually supervise each other, otherwise, it will just become a new Inspectorate."