The Strongest Businessman

Elder Frank was profusely bleeding blood from his swollen face. He felt experience wronged. Why could this have happened to him?

'How dare you say that to Sir Dylan?!" The Aaron Brothers appeared in front of him and formed a fist.

"Ngoooowww shhtaaaap..." Elder franked pleaded with his now pig like face. He looked quite pitiful even Dylan pitied him. Dylan only wanted him to learn a lesson but he never thought that the situation would evolve like this.

However, unable to restrain their anger, the Aaron brothers, smashed their fist to the lying Elder Frank. Even though there was a strand of pity on their thoughts, how could they offend a future Mystical Magnate who could easily exterminate clans such as theirs? So they could only hope to satisfy by doing this. Risking the life of an elder for the lives of the entire clan that was quite a good deal.

"Wait, stop-" Dylan tried to stop them but he was too late as the their fist has already smashed against Elder Frank abdomen. Elder Frank coughed mouthful of blood, he was dying.

'Clan Head and First Elder, you did not have to hit me so hard. Why? Why are you doing this to me?' Elder Frank's facial features was already a mess so he could not speak well because his face was severely swollen from the continuous slaps and some of his teeth was already blocking the opening of his mouth making him look even more miserable.

"I'm really sorry for the insolence of this elder, sir Dylan. Let me finish this bastard off." Granny Marites apologized to Dylan as she unsheathed a sword. It produced spirit energy fluctuations. It was a spirit rank weapon.

'Sir Dylan? Both Lady Ancestor and Clan Head called him like that. Is he really the owner I encountered that day?' Elder Frank now realized how foolish he was as to spout nonsense in front of a man that even the Ancestor needed to be polite with. He was really someone who was looking to die.

Weapons are also categorized in 3 divisions; The Spirit, Earth, and Sky. It is also divided to low, middle, and high. The weapon that Marites put out was only a middle spirit rank weapon but it was already pretty impressive he was able to take out one judging by their status.

'Lady Ancestor, please don't kill me. Waaaaaah. Is this how am I supposed to die?' Elder Frank thought gravely.

"Waaiiit!" Dylan shouted. Granny Marites stopped due to this.

The blade of the sword was just an inch or two away from Elder Frank's neck. He was thanking Dylan in his mind. 'Thank you, Benefactor Dylan. My life is now indebted to you!" He said so in his mind while tears flowed like a current from this two swollen eyes.

"Why? What is it, Sir Dylan?" Marites failed to understand why she was stopped midway. Shouldn't he be angry after all this man said? 'Maybe he thinks that killing him directly is a light punishment? That should be it!.' She thought that Dylan still had that impulsiveness and hot-bloodedness of a youth so she could not exclude that fact because this man was still only 18.

"I understand, Sir Dylan" Marites felt like she knew what to do.

"Good, you should stop this~" Dylan nodded and said.

"You want me to sever his limbs first, right?" Martires asked quickly after she said her first statement.

"Yes, that is what~. Wait, what are you talking about?" Dylan reprimanded Old Lady Marites.

"Ugh, that's not enough? How about cutting his tongue and plucking his eyes?" Old lady Marites tried again.

"No!"

"Ummm, burn him alive?"

"Of course not!"

"Castrate him?"

"NO!"

Dylan felt cold sweat dripping from his spine. Thus old lady might have developed a fetish for torturing others he thought. 'I should distance myself from sadistic people like her'.

"Just let him off, okay?" Dylan requested.

"Okay, sir Dylan." Marites bowed.

Elder Frank was relieved that Dylan stopped this old lady or else he would have lived a life of hell. 'Thank you so much, sir Dylan!' He cried tears of joy.

Even the crowd felt chills about how this old woman could be so ruthless. They thought that they better not offend this woman or else they would suffer a life worse than death. Even the two brothers felt cold from what their mother just mentioned.

"WHO DARES INSULT MY BROTHER?!" Robert roared.

"Guards! Cripple that man of his manliness!!" The Guards immediately obeyed their masters command. Personally, they were quite angry as well because Dylan was such a nice person to them.

'Not again!!!' Elder Frank howled in anguish.

Dylan tried to stop them he was surprised that each one of this four guards were 13th level Awakened Spirit Realm. So he was unable to stop them from advancing. The guards jointly kicked but they were halted by Dylan as he shouted.

"Stop!"

Then, the guards stopped releasing their aura and jumped over by Eldet Frank.

"How would you like this scum to be killed, Brother Dylan?" Robert asked to Dylan.

"No no one's going to die in my store!" Dylan disagreed.

"Okay, then how about by the forest we could feed him to the beasts." Robert suggested.

"No!" Dylan did agreed once more.

"Throwing him to a den of snakes?"

"No way!"

"Breaking all of his bones and hang him?"

"I said no!"

'Oh my gosh, I am surrounded by sadistic people here.' He felt dismal because of this. Although he knew he had to kill someone eventually, but he doesn't want to torture someone.

"Okay, then." Robert scratched his head and could only helplessly agree.

Elder Frank felt like Dylan was his guardian angel that saved him from harm and death over and over again. 'Thank you so much, sir Dylan. I would never forget this debt for the rest of my life!' Elder Frank pledged in his heart. Dylan would be his benefactor for the rest of his life. With those as his last thoughts in his mind, his consciousness faded and he fainted bleeding outside of Gardenford Restaurant.

"How about this? Since you are so keen as to see him be punished. How about having he serve under me? I am currently lacking in personnel so I need to accumulate manpower eventually." Dylan compromised and said this reason as an excuse. But the truth is, he is truly in need of employees who will be able to help him. He smiled faintly and cupped his hands to these giants within Soaring Cloud City.

Elder Frank's eyes shine as he heard that. He could use that opportunity to repay his debt of gratitude to Dylan. He already pledged that he would do anything in order to repay Dylan. He would work hard on doing so.

"Since sir Dylan is so magnanimous, I would gladly agree." Old lady Marites agreed.

"Since that is sir Dylan's decision, we would also agree." Clan Head Garry and First Elder Richard agreed.

"Since my brother has already spoken, I would also agree and since you are in need of employees. I could send you some servants of mine. Hahaha." Sire Robert Bobman laughingly agreed and offered some assistance as well.

The crowd was shocked by this. These giants within the city was able to compromise for the sake of gaining favor from Dylan. The girls were all excited hearing the news. They needed to be an employee of Dylan so that they would be able to get closer to him.

"Thank you for understanding." Dylan heaved a sigh of relief as he saw that these four compromised.

"By the way, Brother Dylan, what are your requirements for your employees?" Robert asked.

"Uhmmm, as long as they are fully competent. I could just train them accordingly." Dylan nonchalantly stated.

"Okay. When will you have the job accepting?" Robert inquired once more.

"After lunch." Dylan said.

"Good. Hahaha." Robert said.

After the quarrel, Dylan presented the tea he specifically made for Marites and bid farewell to the Aaron's. Elder Frank was being healed inside of his house. The Carriage was only enough for ten people to fit. Unfortunately, Elder Frank lost consciousness. So the Aaron's could only give him some medicine. Robert assigned a doctor to nurse Elder Frank back to his healthy self and said goodbye to Dylan because he still had some matters to attend to.

After which, it was already two in the afternoon. Dylan cleaned up the tables after he bid farewell to his costumers. After doing the dishes, he tidied the tables and organized the chairs to form the sets.

He knew there were people that were waiting for him outside and was waiting for his signal to commence the job acceptance. But he wanted to check on Elder Frank who has been resting for two hours and more first.

When he entered his house, he saw a beaten up middle-aged man who was lying in bed and was being applied medicinal liquids onto his wounds. This was Elder Frank. Elder Frank has now regained consciousness. He is somewhat able to speak because of the ointment and medicine that the doctor applied to him.

"Thank... yooouu.. sir... Dylan." *Cough* *Cough*

Elder Frank thanked him the moment they met again.

"It's okay. But do you agree to be my employee? It was part of the deal and~"

"I... dooo..." Elder Frank agreed with great difficulty in speaking. He raises his hand as a sign that he was going accept the deal. Slowly raising his hands, he waited it to be shook by Dylan.

"Thank you, Elder Frank." Dylan smiled and shook his hands.

"Just... caall... me.. *cough*... Frank, boss." Frank smiled which was a bit grotesque due to his appearance but one could see the joy in his face.

"Welcome to the job, Frank." Dylan missed the feeling of being called boss. He felt so happy to hear someone call his name like that again. He then left the room to let Frank rest and be nursed by the doctor. The doctor said with enough rest he would be able to work within three days' time.

While he was walking towards the exit of his house, a trembling suddenly occurred in his mind.

"The Mansion?" Dylan was shocked because when he received payment from his costumers earlier it never trembled again like it used to but it still produced the stones.

"Could it be because of me accepting an employee? Hahaha, Cosmic God Mansion, you truly are a wonderful thing!" He laughed as he entered his mindscape.

The mansion door's shot out a blinding gold light. The gold light shot towards Dylan and materialized to different shapes.

"I wonder what the reward of receiving an employee is." He wondered.

The light materialized to a sword. The sword emitted large quantities of spirit energy. This characteristic was only possessed by a High Spirit Rank weapon.

"Hahaha, so costumers gives me energy stones, upgrading the establishment is cultivation technique while getting employees awards me weapons?! The mansion is a gift set. Mwahahaha!" Dylan laughed heartily.

He held the sword and its information filled his mind. It was called Waning Moon Sword.

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