Chapter Twenty-Six: There's More Good Stuff

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  Everyone is a sales master!

  Under the dazzling light of gold coins, Mr. Cohen directly transformed into a sales master, desperately promoting his daughter, and with an attitude that seemed to say "if you like them, I wouldn't mind if you took all three".

  "Stop it! Looking at that cheap father-in-law's face, Lin Taiping couldn't help but shiver. It was actually the nearby Kirsten who let out a cold hum, although she didn't know why she had to show dissatisfaction either. "Just now, which guy said that the boss is a big scammer?"

  "Is there?" Mr. Cohen suddenly got amnesia, and with a furious face, rolled up his sleeves, indicating that if he knew which bastard was talking nonsense, he would definitely fight him.

  Just as Mr. Cohen was desperately promoting his daughter, the price of the Totem continued to rise and finally stopped at 2,000 gold coins. Ford Viscount, with red eyes, a painful expression on his face, yet triumphant, looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "Two thousand gold coins! I'll pay two thousand gold coins, who dares to compete with me?"

  He's gone mad, this guy must have gone mad, smashing out 2,000 gold coins and still being so happy?

  Poor Edward, he's completely bewildered, in his entire life, he has never seen anything so bizarre, it's as if he's seen a ghost. That little white face didn't even quote a price, and these nobles are bidding up the price like they're crazy, without even haggling over the price. Is this still the nobility I know?

  "What's so strange about that?" Lin Taiping chuckled and stroked his chin. Those guys who sneak into adult stores in the middle of the night, they just throw down their money, grab what they want, and leave. Have you ever seen anyone sit around sipping tea in a store like this, haggling with the owner for half the day?

  The problem is, Edward didn't know this, all he knew was that the little white face took out a totem, and then suddenly, these nobles were like madmen frantically taking out their wallets. God above, what kind of totem is it? If I could get my hands on it...

  "Want to know?" Lin Taiping looked at him with a smile all over his face. Seeing this, Kirsten next to him couldn't help but shiver, and she suddenly realized that the boss was going to dig another big hole again.

  Unfortunately, Edward was already blinded by the gold coins at this time, and he subconsciously nodded desperately: "I want to know, what is that totem?"

  "This, well, it's no big deal, but... " Lin Taiping flashed his eight pearly white teeth and suddenly turned his head to shout loudly, "Everyone, Mr. Edward has been asking me what kind of totem you people bought?"

  In an instant, the originally bustling banquet hall suddenly fell silent, with dozens of nobles turning their heads in unison, focusing their gaze on Edward's body. Every face was filled with embarrassment, yet also overflowing with a kind of inexplicable anger.

  Very good and powerful, thirty times the enemy who killed his father!

  At this moment, Edward couldn't help but burst into tears. He suddenly felt like he was sitting on a volcano, with surging magma about to erupt at any time: "This... I just remembered I have something else to do, goodbye."

  A few seconds later, Edward, who had been slapped in the face all night, fled with his tail between his legs. Kristin looked at his back and hesitated for a moment before shouldering the magic crystal cannon: "Boss, can I fire a shot at his carriage?"

  "Possible, if you pay for the magic crystal." Lin Taiping's face was filled with pain as he retorted, but then suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, even if I really let you go fire a shot, I think it wouldn't be of any use."

  "Why?" Kristen still didn't quite understand, staring blankly with wide eyes.

  "This is... " Lin Taiping was very annoyingly mysterious, but suddenly said, "Right, I plan to go back to Devil's Island in a few days."

  "No way!" Kristin was shocked, but it was Mr. Cohen who suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly, "Dear Lin, are you kidding me? Now is the best time for our business, and you're saying you want to leave here, and the sea route is so dangerous, what if something happens to you, what about my three daughters?"

  Here is the translation:

  "Here we go again! Lin Taiping couldn't help but roll his eyes, and patiently explained: "I don't want to go back either, but think about it, how much longer can our current Totem Heat trend last?""

  This is true, the totem boom brought about by Rod Island's population and nobility numbers will soon gradually subside, even with merchants promoting in other islands, it can't reverse the trend of totem orders plummeting.

  In this case, if Lin Taiping wants to continue making a lot of money, there are only two ways - first, take the cow-headed man to other islands and continue to promote various totem tattoos; second, stay on Rhode Island for business development, but can no longer rely solely on totems, and need to launch new products.

  Of the two plans, the first one is still a bit hasty, after all, the market of Rhodes Island has not been fully opened yet. So now Lin Taiping is considering executing the second plan first, to find ways to launch more new products, and this is the reason why he wants to go back to Devil's Island once.

  "But is there anything else on Devil's Island?" Kristen racked her brains, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't think of anything valuable that could be found on Devil's Island. In fact, Mr. Cohen had the same question, having heard from the Minotaur that the island was barren and desolate, which is why the Minotaur tribe lived in such tragic circumstances.

  "Of course, it's just that you haven't discovered it yet." Lin Taiping smiled and crooked his finger, gesturing for Cohen to lean in closer, "Actually, on the first day I arrived at Rhode Island, I was already thinking about this issue, for example..."

  So, so, I don't know what he said, but a few seconds later, Mr. Cohen suddenly had stars in his eyes, grabbed his arm and trembled with urgent breathing: "Dear Lin, when are you leaving? Why not now?"

  I'm floored! Kristen stumbled to the side, completely bewildered as to what the boss had just said and why Mr. Cohen, who was desperately trying to stop her a moment ago, suddenly raised both hands and feet in approval, with an air of "if you don't go back to Devil's Island, I'll kick you into the sea".

  "Please, at least let me prepare for a few days." Lin Taiping sighed innocently, "I need to buy many things and arrange the affairs here. Moreover, if my premonition is not wrong, this trip may not be so smooth."

  "Not going smoothly? What do you mean?" Mr. Cohen subconsciously turned his head, and in the distant darkness, Edward was kicking away a little flower girl, hastily getting on a carriage, in the dark and cold night wind, that black carriage was like a coffin, but it was unknown who would be buried.

  Ah-choo! Cohen couldn't help but shudder, his excitedly flushed face suddenly turning pale as a ghost. He suddenly remembered that thing from a few years ago - that unlucky merchant who refused Edward's unreasonable demands and then encountered pirates at sea, with the entire ship, including women and children, being completely annihilated, staining the vast ocean red with blood...

  "Guess what, how will that fat guy deal with me?" Lin Taiping smiled and lit a cigarette, watching the black carriage fade into the distance. "You guys think I should write my last will and testament first?"

  "Will?" Almost simultaneously, from the departing carriage, a furious and violent roar filled the entire compartment, "Edward, I think you owe me a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, you may not even have the chance to write your will!"

  Completely gone was the ferocity of just a moment before, Edward trembled like a quail, shivering and kneeling in the carriage, staring at the one-eyed giant in terror: "Sir, I can explain, I've done my best, but who would have thought that that damned little white face was actually..."

  Bang! Before he could finish speaking, his body flew out horizontally and heavily crashed into the carriage, spitting blood with broken ribs.

  Under the crimson moonlight, the one-eyed giant slowly stood up. His ferocious face was covered with black magic tattoos, and his remaining eye gleamed with bright red blood light. What's most striking was that his right arm had been severed at the root, replaced by a twisting, writhing black octopus tentacle...

  Fear made him forget the pain, Edward almost collapsed and hugged the other's thigh tightly: "Sir, please forgive me this time, considering that I have been serving you for several years, please forgive me this time."

  "Forgive you?" The one-eyed giant roared savagely, his octopus-like arms shooting out like venomous snakes, tightly wrapping around Edward's throat. "You stupid pig, you got dozens of my subordinates killed, and even Vulture and Dwarf Black Mage were ruined by your idiotic plan! And now, you actually ask me to forgive you?"

  In an instant, the octopus's tentacles suddenly exerted force, and Edward's throat made a cracking sound. He thought he was done for, but in the next moment, the tentacles suddenly loosened, and he fell heavily to the ground, gasping for air.

  "Now, I'm giving you one last chance." The one-eyed giant swung his octopus-like tentacles, and a blood-red glow emerged in his eye, "No matter what method you use, but I must know when that damned little white face will leave Rod Island, got it?"

  Nothing dared to say, Edward could only frantically nod continuously, almost rolling and crawling down from the carriage, stumbling into the darkness.

  In the darkness, the carriage continued to move forward at a steady pace, but not long after, a crimson glow suddenly burst forth, and a massive, black octopus-like tentacle emerged from the carriage, bringing with it a deafening roar as it crashed down heavily.

  In an instant, the sturdy carriage was torn to pieces, and even the two horses pulling it were reduced to bloody fragments flying everywhere. A thick, explosive mist of blood burst forth, shrouding an area of several dozen meters in a manner akin to a violent storm.

  In the icy cold wind, the majestic figure filled with evil aura had long disappeared without a trace, leaving only the seemingly hellish venomous roar still echoing in the air.

  "You damned little white face, I'll let you know, offending me, the pirate captain with bloodshot eyes, will be more terrifying than death!"