"What kind of nobles?" Li Wei raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, playing along.
"Greedy vultures, and the old lords who once controlled the Kingdom's water sources and trade routes," Don Quixote said, his eyes shut tight and his expression grave. "You haven't just obtained a magnificent castle. More fatally, you've also gotten a liquor license that gives you free rein within the Kingdom."
"The profits from that liquor are too staggering. It's like flowing Gold." Don Quixote's brow furrowed tightly, and he lowered his voice as if afraid of being overheard. "My friend, you must understand that fame attracts trouble. When your carriage, filled with Gold Coins, parades through the marketplace, when your brilliance outshines even the traditional great families, there will always be bandits waiting to shoot an arrow from the shadows."
After saying this, he muttered something about training and honor, then left, shaking his head.
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「January 9th.」
